I got my second dose of the Pfizer-BioNTech COVID-19 vaccine on Friday.
The trip was slightly annoying, but ultimately less frustrating than the
first shot. I’ve been having mild side-effects which isn’t really
noteworthy, but some folks like to keep score I guess.
As I was making the journey I spent some time thinking about ‘going back
to normal’. And while I know that’s not a good description of what to
expect, it still helped me into a more anxious state of mind. I enjoy
being a bit of a hermit. For the past year or so, it has been more
socially acceptable to stay in and avoid typical social interactions.
In a few minutes I’ll be traveling back to Dunn to get my second dose
of the Pfizer Covid-19 Vaccine. Last time (three weeks ago), the
traffic was amazing. Possiblly the worst I had ever seen.
This time my wife is going too and we have a plan to let me disembark
near the site and she will find a place to park that is easy to get
to.
It feels like one of those plans that sounds very clever in advance
but might go poorly because everyone else has the same idea. We shall
see.
I thought I was going to receive my second Pfizer vaccine today. I showed up
on time with my documentation, and handed it over to the lady behind the
sign-up desk.
She took a quick look at my card, and asked me if I had already had my first
shot. It seemed odd to me that she would ask, because I just presented my card
as evidence that I had.
I’ll receive my second dose of the Pfizer Sars-Cov-2 vaccine on Wednesday and
I’m feeling pretty mixed about it.
On one hand, I feel great that I’m on my way to be about as protected as I can
be against the disease as well as reducing my chances at spreading it to
others.
On the other, my son cannot be vaccinated (he’s three), and so many other
people have suffered over the past year, that it’s just plain hard to be elated.