Most Americans Have No Clue What Immunocompromised Means
Let’s understand who the immunocompromised are
When I was thirteen, my older sister saved my life. Or so she claims.
She administered an eighteenth-century-style chickenpox inoculation. She sat on my head and rubbed her open, weeping, itchy, chickenpox sores all over my arms, legs, and torso. It was a tad cruel.