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Joyce Church’s alarm rang at a quarter past six Tuesday morning, and by 6:45, she was up and about at the Thorvaldson Care Center. She ate a small bowl of Cream of Wheat, a slice of toast, and a banana. Then, as she brushed her teeth, a knock on the door: it was time to get her second dose of the vaccine.
Joyce Church’s alarm rang at a quarter past six Tuesday morning, and by 6:45, she was up and about at the Thorvaldson Care Center. She ate a small bowl of Cream of Wheat, a slice of toast, and a banana. Then, as she brushed her teeth, a knock on the door: it was time to get her second dose of the vaccine.