I’ve Been Shot!

Yesterday was my first Covid vaccine.

The Pfizer one which is one of the two I was willing to get based on the reading that I have done.

And so easy.

My appointment was scheduled for 3:50 but you are suppose to arrive 15 minutes early.

I went through 9 people before I was sat down.

Within minutes I was vaccinated.

Early yet.

By 4 p.m. I was on my way home.

The first thing that I noticed is my arm.

The injection site is tender.

Enough so that when I rolled over in the night I woke up.

I had a bath later in the evening and was in bed by 8.

I am not in the throes of being sick.

But I have not had the flu/cold in well over three years.

Last night I had a wee bit of the sniffles and a cough.

You know the type.

The little tickle in the back of your throat?

I have not been coughing a lot but it is there.

This does not even rank as anything to write home about other than my experience thus far.

Everyone is different.

And everyone will react differently.

I am going to spend my day laying on the couch reading and watching tv.

I have started a new book: Chasing  Salome written by Martian Turnbull.

Who also wrote a series about the start of Hollywood and its stars.

Seven books which I have read all of save for #7.

Which I plan to read while on holidays this week.

I love old Hollywood.

So books like these always hook me and I get lost for hours in an era that I was never a part of.

Today is going to be an absolute stay on the couch and move only when necessary.

As in when I heard Thomas make such a mournful cry and thunking noise.

I flew off the couch and into my room.

I thought he was caught between the bedframe and wall.

Nope not there.

I go into T’s room and he is no where to be seen.

Until I looked up.

And there he was on the top of T’s door.

How he got up there I do not know.

But he could not get down so I hopped up on the rolling office chair and got him down.

There really never is a dull moment in my household.

©May 23/21

Picture my own

****It would have been mean of me to leave him up there while I took a picture of the door.