I got my Pfizer Covid booster on Wednesday morning, just after 9:00. I had it injected into my right arm; my left arm has enough problems.
I felt okay until late in the afternoon when I noticed that I felt dizzy. I was sitting at my home desk, working, when papers and pens started moving around on their own. Blinking a couple of times, the pens and papers stopped moving, and I decided I better drink some water. I continued to feel some dizziness through the rest of the afternoon.
When MT got home, I made spaghetti. I already had the sauce, so just had to cook the noodles. It felt like my hands were moving through mud. Everything was in slow motion. After dinner, I sat on the couch, wrapped up in the weighted blanket and watched TV, slowly, slowly moving into a horizontal position.
When I went to bed, both of my arms were really sore. The left arm still felt bruised from physical therapy, and the right arm was tender at the injection site. In addition, I was coughing and sniffling, I had a bad headache, and all my joints were aching. I could not get comfortable. I was cold. I dozed off, then woke up, repeatedly shifting positions to try to find a way to get some rest.
My alarm went off at 5:15 and I was totally disoriented. I tried to sit up, but my pounding head and aching joints pulled me right back down into bed. I texted my boss(es) to let them know I’d be taking a sick day, then I went right back to sleep until around 9. I think I only woke up because the dogs were both nudging me with their cold noses, probably to make sure I was okay.
Today, I have slept most of the day. There was absolutely no energy in my body. I ate a little, but didn’t have much appetite. T called me to come and get him, but I told him to take a Lyft. I was still feeling dizzy and lethargic. He ended up not coming over. MT brought some take-out home for dinner, bless his heart. I ate some and put a bunch in the fridge for tomorrow. MT even offered to make us some cookies (we have frozen dough) but I passed. I PASSED ON A COOKIE FRESH FROM THE OVEN. That just doesn’t happen.
Now I am back in bed. I put an extra blanket on my side. I’ve got fuzzy socks on. I’m counting on Harley to keep my feet warm and on Mac to snuggle into my chest. Mac especially has been very protective and snuggly today. She is very good at dog empathy, although it is clumsy and a little overwhelming.
I’m glad to have the booster on board even if it does mean a day or so of discomfort.
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