shake that axe
I got my Pfirst hit of the Pfizer COVID-19 vaccine today, and I'm Pfeeling Pfine.
After receiving the shot, I waited the obligatory 15 minutes among the foliage. At that point, I was reasonably certain that I was still alive, so decided to go back to working.
My second and final hit will ideally happen in three weeks. I've talked with a few people who got their second shots this time around. Their experiences sound similar to the Shingrix 1-2-punch. First one's okay, second one hits harder. We shall see.
While I awaited my turn at the shot juice table, the woman who'd checked me in told me a story:
"When I was at girl scout camp one year, I was learning to swing an axe and got stung by a bee. My whole arm puffed up, and I was sent to the infirmary.
"The nurse in the infirmary told me she was going to have to give me a shot of Benadryl, so I said, 'okay'. But then she proceeded to tell me that she'd never given an actual shot before. She'd only ever practiced on an orange. I really didn't need to know that!"
Then it was my turn for the vaccine, and I was inoculated without incident after getting my paperwork in order. I told my inoculator that it didn't hurt, she'd done a good job...
... a little confidence builder just in case I was her first, after the orange.
Looking forward to hopeful immunity.
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Linking up this week with Mama Kat for the prompt:
4. Share something you are looking forward to.
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