You know how, when you're pregnant with your first child, women delight in telling you their stories of giving birth? These are seldom piece of cake, the little guy just popped right out kind of stories. Typically, your aunts, cousins, grandmothers and friends delight in regaling you with the 24, or better yet 36, hours of labor and the excruciating pain involved, not to mention the complications involved. Well now I'm finding a similar phenomenon happening regarding the Covid vaccination. Since I shared that I am scheduled to receive my first shot next month, I've been hearing all kinds of reaction stories. One friend had a sore arm for three days (I can live with that) while another was sick in bed for three days with a blazing headache, nausea, chills and fever. Yuck! One helpful friend even emailed me an article she had read listing all the possible side effects. I am sure this is all well intentioned but I'm not finding it very reassuring. I had assumed that I would drive myself to the shot site, get the shot, wait the proscribed 15 minutes to be sure all is ok, and then drive myself home again. Now {'m beginning to wonder if I should have an ambulance standing by, just in case. But, just as I had the babies any way, I will still get the shots.
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