A Greaser Chick Gets the COVID-19 Vaccine
What’s going on, cool cats? I just got ketchup on my brassiere and accidentally sprayed hairspray in my eye. It’s a muggy, dewy morning here on Florida’s Emerald Coast, and I’m thinking of you all as I sit and wait at the doctor’s office.
Mmm, hmm, umm. What is that tune I hear? I know, it’s a slow instrumental version of the song “Greased Lightning.” What a coincidence, since I’ve been wearing my hair ratted up higher and poofier, making me look like a greaser chick.
Anyway, today I want to share what it was like for this socially inept, anxious, bodacious broad to get her COVID-19 vaccine.
When pigs fly
I only made the decision to get vaccinated a few months ago. Some of my rhythmic, anxious thoughts were: What are the ingredients? Will it poison me? Is it deadly? Is it the mark of the beast? Does it contain a tracking device? Will I go crazy? Does it have mind control abilities? Oh no, what if it causes more brain fog? Will it worsen my Sjögren’s syndrome or other autoimmune diseases?
Eurgh. I feel hot lava oozing onto my sandpaper tongue. No, I’m never getting it. Here come the electrical shock sensations. One doctor says no, one says yes. The walls are closing in on me. I feel like I’m playing Russian roulette. Fine. I’ll get the COVID-19 vaccine, but I ain’t no square!
When the needle was going into my arm for the first dose, I tasted what I imagined to be bleach combined with metal. Time to become awkwardly loquacious.
The second dose hurt. I transitioned from diaphragmatic breaths to softly speaking in tongues as images of me passing out, traveling by ambulance, and kicking the bucket popped into my head.
I quickly envisioned everything going smoothly and me being fine and doing something fun, which is one of my default coping strategies for when panic tries to overtake me. Later that evening, I had severe body aches, so I practiced more breathing, praying, and kung fu thought blocking and visual shifting.
What can I say? I’m an oddball babe. I hope that me sharing my experiences with anxiety while getting the COVID-19 vaccine helps others somehow. Whether or not any of you struggle in the same way, know you are not a wet rag, and you matter.
I want to leave you with something powerful a doctor told me that has caused me to look at myself and others differently:
“You are a person worthy of love and respect. Not because of who you are, or what you’ve done, or what you didn’t do, but because God chose to breathe life into you.” — Dr. Louis Makarowski
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