Sarah and I got our second dose of vaccine yesterday afternoon. Yuzzah!
I didn’t post anything on the blog or on my socials when we got our first shot since it felt… well, I didn’t want to receive compliments or congratulations for doing something I should. Save it for when I go above and beyond. It happens about once or twice a decade.
But, I was watching TV and a doctor (A real one this time. Not Dr. Fever or Dr. Who.) said the best way average joes like me can to help IS to post when you get a shot. The people who are not willing to get vaccinated are not listening to experts. They are listening to family and friends. So, when they see me not grow an extra head they might be encourage get vaccinated. Ok, Doc. I got your back.
While the side effects of the first dose (Astra Zeneca) knocked me out for almost a week, this second round (Moderna) feels like I was hit by a Volkswagen Beatle instead of a Mac Truck. (Bumblebee instead of Optimus Prime for you kids out there). I’m functioning but I can’t wait for my work shift to end so I get home and crawl into bed.
We tried to better prepare this time since we were caught off guard with heavy side effects after round one. Sarah, who had the lighter symptoms, had to go out and get us food like broth, puddings, and Jello. It was all I could stomach. This time we shopped ahead of time and added some frozen meals incase we were both too wiped to cook.
Actually, Sarah shopped. I stayed in the car and listened to a live version of Rush’s La Villa Stangiato.
What we did forget is garbage day. The garbage pickup schedule in our town is really stupid. They come once a week for recycling and organic waste, but only pick up regular garbage every two weeks. If you miss a day, you are stuck with month old stink for another in two weeks. Also, it has to be at the curb by 7AM! And yes, they have shown up at 7AM with dash cam video evidence that your garbage was not out on time. I really do wish I was making this up.
I was only reminded of it being garbage day today after spotting our local free paper sitting in the driveway, which ironically enough, arrives on the same day. Sarah got hit a little harder with symptoms this time, but since I am useless, she still got up and helped me gather garbage before I had to leave for work at 5:20AM. What a sight that must of been. Two sad sacks gathering up bags of snot rags and Styrofoam meat trays at 5:15AM.
Anyway, the moral of the story is Sarah consistently goes above and beyond even when she is not at 100%. I couldn’t be more lucky to have her.