So it’s been two weeks since I got my first COVID vaccine, and so far, so good. The worst thing I can say about it is my arm was super tender for one night and I kept waking myself up by bumping it when I moved in my sleep. I didn’t have to take a single day off, I didn’t have any of those chills or fever or headaches or anything else. The only two weird things that happened were the day after, I had some urgent bathroom trips, and that night when I fell asleep watching TV, I was convinced that the whole world was vibrating, myself included. But really, there are other reasons for each of those things, so who knows? Now that it’s been two weeks, I should have all the vaccine’s benefits and none of the scary side-effects. I know this is only the first shot, but even one shot is a heck of a lot better than none.
My mom and dad and some aunts and uncles have all gotten their first vaccine, and all seem to be feeling well, so that’s also good. My mom really really wants the rest of us to find a way to get our vaccines as soon as possible. I’ve never seen someone so happy that our neighbourhood had been designated a COVID hotspot. “Maybe Steve will get his vaccine sooner!” I’ve also never seen someone so disappointed that he didn’t fit into a priority group. “Craaaap! He doesn’t have a high enough BMI! He’s not even close!” I know what her intentions are, it’s just bizarre. It feels like I’ve entered an evil parallel universe where being vulnerable is some sort of gift.
So now I wait until July 25 to get the other shot, but at least I think I will know what to expect. I hope everyone else has an equally good experience.