A recruit of the regiment
Brian had laid out
the day for me and if we were together, he would have ensured I did not deviate
from the script, insisting, demanding, encouraging, persuading, and then back to
insisting through to persuading until all my resolve was broken and I was following
instruction without resistance. Beneath that innocence is a taskmaster
Sergeant-Major and for this I will be registered for a boot camp I will never
forget.
Anyway, I was to get
to bed early and rest, but I was out walking until just before midnight, then
on waking up I was to have a big breakfast and go about the things I needed to
do, quaff up lunch and something more before getting my vaccine.
I tried, I am not a
breakfast person, alright a slice of bread, a cup of coffee, many cups of tea,
then after I returned, I ordered a prawn and spinach pasta, from Vapiano; Gamberetti
e Spinaci on campanelle pasta, doubling on the prawns and spicing it with
chilies, quite filling.
Making the day work
I was up at 5:00 AM
and out of the door for my walk by 5:45 AM, 12 kilometres later, I was sat at
work before going out around noon to vote in the local and mayoral elections. My
vaccination was after work, rather than walk over, I boarded an Uber cab. The
driver whose name was Mohammed Ali made for easy conversation, it was chuckles
all through the ride, more pussy cat than pugilist, I was in good spirits.
I'm not that politically active, but I do care how we are governed, the policies that come to play that affects us largely and minutely, whether my choice wins or not, I first have a say by voting and reserve the right to have a say anytime I choose to.#Election2021
Checking in at the
clinic was smooth and professional, I even had a nurse bring chairs over for us
to sit down. Soon, I was in a queue and when I asked if pictures could be taken
one of the nurses immediately volunteered to take the pictures. I have always
wondered about the use of language when you are about to pricked and punctured
with a vaccination needle, the nurse says, just a scratch.
Needles prick, nails
scratch
You do not want to be
scratched by a hypodermic needle in reality, but the mind appears to entertain
a scratch than a prick because that probably suggests drawing blood when you are
being injected. Now, I recall, the phlebotomist says the same thing, a scratched
and 9 vials later, you are close to death by exsanguination from a mere
scratch.
Once I had my
vaccine, I was taken to a waiting area where if in 15 minutes you begin to
froth from the mouth and keel over, they can attend to you, I extended my stay
for another 5 minutes. After my first vaccine, I had a tingling sensation for
up to an hour in the hand and fingers of the vaccinated arm, I felt alright
that I walked back home a long route.
Up, up and away
It was dreadfully
cold and that is when I realised, I had worn the wrong coat, my gloves were in
the other coat at home. Drat!
Brian could not wait to chat to me about my experience, the network was so bad
where he lived, he drove up to the base station headquarters of his network provider
and we did have a good long conversation before I got into bed for a long nap,
to wake and write this blog.
Now, after my second
vaccination, I hope we get the whole vaccine passport thing sorted with the
essential waivers for those who have been fully vaccinated as the world is
unlocked for us to get out to meet friends, colleagues, and the lover. I so
look forward to getting out travelling again where in the old and modern sense
one can be both happy and gay.
Here I am taking the Second Amendment of my immune system to fight the #CoronavirusPandemic in the name of the #PfizerBioNTech vaccine.
It is time to unlock the world, I need to see my friends and my lover.#FullyVaccinated #GetVaccinated pic.twitter.com/fpdr3A3Xk9
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