Our 1st dose of the vaccine was June 2. I remember the screening team staff asking me “may bakuna po ba kayo for the past 3 months” I calmly answered her “wala” but in my mind, flashback of what happened way back in Grade 1 suddenly flooded my memory.
FLASHBACK: My classmates and I were lining up for the administration of a vaccine in our school. We were then in Grade 1. When nobody was looking, I was able to get cotton and placed it on my upper arm, deceiving everybody that I was already injected of the vaccine! You ask me if I was vaccinated for the past 3 months? You bet I wasn’t. I wasn’t even vaccinated with anything for the past 63 years!
Our 2nd dose was the other day, June 23. I thought eveything will be alright because I barely felt any pain when the vaccine was administered to me . . . I was wrong.
After 20 years of not being sick, I thought I was strong as an ox.
Ever since I turned 18, I only had fever 5 times:
1. At 18, because of acute pharyngitis and laryngitis. I completely lost my voice.
2. At 23, typhoid fever.
3. At 33, chicken pox.
4. At 43, pharyngitis and laryngitis again!
5. Now, at 63—side effects of Pfizer Vaccine.
Yesterday I experienced fever, headache, stomach ache, LBM, swelling and pain in my arm, overall weakening of my body, and surprisingly—engorgement of my breasts (like I was size 42 Cup D?)
Buti na lang, ever ready si Christian Gatus for his meaty and cheesy lasagna, my ordeal became lighter.
Today I woke up feeling better. But craving for Chicken Ala King of French Baker hahahah . . .
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