I’m probably one of the last people on this earth you’d think would be hesitant about getting the COVID vaccine because I’m definitely not an anti-vax person. I’m happy for anyone who wants the COVID vaccine to get it.
I’m just not one of those happy to get the jab.
Hubby has. Kids have. Their significant others have. My extended family has. Cousins. Aunts. Sister. BIL. SIL. Nieces. Neighbors. Friends. Most all have gotten the Pfizer two-stab jab. No one had any serious adverse reactions.
I’m not prone to conspiracy theories….. well, c’mon man, the election WAS stolen. Otherwise, I do believe the vaccine was intended to prevent more deaths from COVID. All to the good.
But here’s the long and short of it. I’m nervous.
I’m never sick. I can’t think of a time I even had as much as a cold. I have never had a flu shot, nor had the flu. I don’t take a single pill for any malady. I take good care of myself. Eat my veggies. I never use Purell – I think the stuff is useless. My immune system is enormous, probably because I subject myself to lots of germs and my body naturally fends off disease.
So why would I want to have an unknown serum injected into my system when I’m perfectly healthy and my entire pod is vaccinated?
Answer. I wouldn’t.
I am left with the moral conundrum of lying when I enter a store that says unvaccinated people must wear masks. And of course, almost every conversation today starts with you’re vaccinated, right?
I admit to being conflicted. Most of me says skip it. You’ve made it this far and herd immunity now rules the country. There’s a teeny part of me that says I should stop being silly and just get the shot.
Today the No Thank You me is winning. Tomorrow? Not sure. Stay tuned.