My First Jab!
December 02, 2021--I got my first dose of AstraZeneca Covid-19 vaccine.
At first, I did not want to be vaccinated—not because I did not believe in the power of vaccines, but because I’ve always believed in my body’s ability to recover by itself.
I would like to first establish that I stopped taking medicine when I was 15 years old. During those rare moments that I’d get sick, I would just drink a lot of water, calamansi juice (green lemon of the Philippines), eat a lot of vegetables and fruits, and sleep a lot. I would recover in 24 hours. In 2008, I had a 39.5 fever but there I was, singing at a wedding.
So there. It is now understandable why I did not want to get vaccinated—at first.
But protocols in my country have become so strict that until now, unvaccinated people are not allowed entry in restaurants and other establishments. I was denied entry in McDonald’s twice even though I begged the security guard to let me in because I was starving.
My biggest motivation to get vaccinated, however, is my 85-year-old mother. She is in my hometown now, sick and weak, being taken care of by my siblings. I want to see her, but my hometown is 15 hours away by bus, and without a proof that I am fully vaccinated, I can only reach as far as the bus terminal-departure area. Yep, without a certificate that says “Fully Vaccinated”, I won’t even be allowed entry on the provincial-bound bus…thus, my decision to get vaccinated.
I got jabbed with AstraZeneca on December 2, Thursday, at a little past five in the afternoon. After that, I and the other people who got their first jab were made to sit down at an isolated area, being monitored by nurses, just in case there were some side effects such as heart palpitations, itchiness, etc. Once again, the nurses told us what to do and not what to do after the first dose.
Well… after a few minutes, I got cleared, walked home, and had online classes.
Were there some side effects eventually? There were, and those were normal.
Example, I had a fever from Thursday midnight until Friday midnight. I also had some pain on my joints. My left arm felt heavy. On Saturday, I felt weak.
To help my body recover, I just drank a lot of water and juice, I ate a lot of soup, and I slept a lot. I rescheduled some of my online classes.
Sunday, I was back to normal.
See, it’s not true that a person turns into a zombie when vaccinated. Go there at the vaccine center. And oh, I even had a bonus--the doctor who interviewed me first was tall and cute! Haha!!