Pfizer No. 3 in arm

I'll never forget what a relief it was when I got the first dose of the Pfizer Covid vaccine, a.k.a. The Precious, back in March. It's a different world once you've had your shot or shots. The wait for the vaccine had been long, and it felt like we had to fight to get it. But get it we did, and many normal activities resumed a couple of weeks later.

But that was six months ago, and the protection wanes, espcially in geezers. So it was time for me to get a booster. I did so quite willingly.

This time around, I just scheduled it at the drug store, like a flu shot. And I had a haircut.

The little pharmacist guy, who was understaffed, had no time to chat or hold my hand. But he did the deed with clinical efficiency. When I asked if I had to sit around and be observed for 15 minutes after getting jabbed, he said exactly one word, "Optional."

He scribbled the date and the Pfizer lot info on my pitiful little Covid vax card, and I did hang around for a few minutes to see if I would keel over. But I was out of there in short order and on with the weekend.

The next day was like it was last time: sore arm, body working overtime to process the shot, tired. But anything beats coming down with the bat virus.

I'm still due for the traditional flu shot, but I wasn't hearty enough to do both on the same day. The senior dosage of that one definitely knocked me down last year. I'll go back in a week or two. I think I'll give the little guy my other arm. "Optional."


  1. I had my flu and shingles shots both in the same arm back to back. Always have your shot in your dominant arm in theory the soreness will go away a little faster, not much but a little.


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