Well, it’s done. Moderna 1 is in my arm and I am now counting down till number two. I sat there and watched Missus get her jab, and then complain that she felt it a little. Then it was my turn, and I got it, and never felt it but in the very slightest. I mean, it was not even a light pinch. I expected one, but never got it. I did not even get the anticipation or nervousness I used to get as a kid.
Now I speculate that since I never really felt this at all, when it comes time for number two, I am going to be one of those lucky ones who gets sick, has a high fever, and feels poorly for a full two days. Of course! What else could it do? Be as easy as this first shot? No way! Life is too full of a false sense of security. I am not going to fall for it!
Either way, I look forward to getting the second shot. I really look forward to seeing if I am magnetic, or if Bill Gates starts tracking me with his microchip in the shot rather than just using my cell phone or tablet, which I carry around and which I have paid for myself.
The world is strange. Well, not really. But the people are pretty damn messed up!