Fall is definitely in the air and last night and today I’ve felt the first chill. It’s windy today and the breeze feels cold, chilling down to the bone. The sunny, warm days are fleeting and already daylight seems so much shorter. With it comes the return of soups and tea’s, hot comfort food, cuddles wrapped in blankets, a movie, or more creative time indoors. I wish it was a time to go inward for me, a time to relax, regroup and rebuild, but it’s not really and there is an agenda waiting that needs to be tended to. Germany and an empty house is waiting for what’s to come next. I wish it could hold out for just a short time longer, until the end of winter when the chances of selling a house, potentially getting some work done on it is better for everyone, including myself and the RA.
Covid had me procrastinating enough time and the original plan was to return in 2020, but then Covid happened and everything was postponed. Who knew that living with this virus would become our new norm and honestly I don’t think it’s going to change. It’s hanging around, like Cancer, Rheumatoid arthritis, Diabetes, and all other diseases and illnesses. They have become part of our lives just like the flu and I think it’s here to stay.
Last Saturday, I finally did it and got my first vaccination shot for Covid. I have to admit that I am still very undecided and for months now have listened to the pro’s and con’s, the conspiracy theories and concerns, as well as every other opinion. Some things remain questionable, but like with everything else, there are always two sides to everything and one can simply choose from which angle they want to see it, feeding their own truth. I am not surprised that I found myself extremely nervous about it which to me is a sign that perhaps I shouldn’t have done it. I didn’t have peace of mind doing it, so why did I go through with it in the end? For one because I have to travel and go oversees. The pressure is mounting for those still not vaccinated of what you can do, where you are allowed inside and so on. In some ways I felt that I had no choice but to do it finally. What brought me some peace of mind was that most of my family in Germany, including a younger, very wise generation, and very educated friends here which I value and trust, have gotten vaccinated. Could we really be fooled on such a mass level? Maybe, but it brings some comfort knowing that these people did their research and in the end decided that they’ll be better off vaccinated than not. I have also known of people who were vaccinated and still got Covid. It’s not magic shot of prevention, but hopefully will keep you out of the hospital and away from a ventilator.
Needless to say, I was uneasy filling out the paperwork, minutes away form getting my first dose. Going over a list of potential allergic reactions, a potential Epi-pen shot before being administered to the hospital wasn’t all too comforting either but is standard protocol. Hopefully everything will be ok, the man administering the shot said, “this has only happened once before.” Once too many, yikes. Immediately afterwards I had to wander around the store for 15 minutes to make sure I wasn’t feeling any tightness in the chest or light headedness. I distracted myself, telling myself that I’d be ok, basically distracting my mind from feeling any kind of anxiety and manifest some symptoms I don’t want. All went well and the evening was fine too. Given that I have RA, I was told that might experience side effects from the shot such as swollen joints, fatigue and flu like symptoms a little longer than everyone else.
Sunday morning came and I awoke after a somewhat restless night. I was woken several times throughout the night from soreness on my left arm where the shot was administered. It felt as if I had gotten sucker punched and it wasn’t too bad or intolerable, but it was noticeable enough to wake me when I was laying on that side putting pressure on it. I finished my errands and grocery shopping for the week, heading back to the tiny abode to stow everything, put away the laundry and prepare a scrumptious meal for myself and my girlfriend who came to visit me for the first time since the move out of my big house. All was well, despite feeling a little tired which I chalked off to not sleeping well the night before and running around all day, busier than usual. Perhaps it was because missing my nap time, goodness I am getting old. Lol.
As always we had a great time, filled with laughter, shenanigans, no shortage of wine and simply good conversation and company. Cinnamon was a little intense, still protecting her home and Momma, not being used to people, but eventually she chilled out a bit as long as no sudden moves were made. I have some work to do with her for sure and hope it can be sorted down the road, or she calms a bit more with age. After my girlfriend left, I cleaned up and it was about 8PM by the time I got done. I was gonna do some other things but decided to rest a little and not overdo it, given that I just gotten the Covid shot etc. I laid down on the couch and it was chilly enough to cover up. I must have dozed off here and there, but couldn’t get warm. Pretty soon I was literally shivering and I don’t remember the last time feeling like this. I got up to put on my thick bathrobe and eventually the chills subsided and brought my body temperature back to normal. It had to be a side effect to the shot and all was as if nothing happened the next day. The soreness in the arm went away although there was still a feeling of coolness in the air. But then the high is only 61 for today and lows were in the 30’s overnight. So, seasonally or else, remains a mystery but I take it if that’s the worst I have to deal with.