Two Shots

As of yesterday afternoon I am vaccinated with the second shot of Moderna. I hear people say that the first shot is easy, and the second one is rough, but they have been equally bad for me. Today has been a bit rough.

I did manage to get out and do animal feeding this morning, and drive my daughters to McDonald’s as well, but then came home and the stiffness in my joints and the soreness in my neck and head were too much, and I had to lay down. I slept for maybe half an hour, then woke up, and felt a bit better. I am not great, but things are better than before.

I am on my second Monster drink today. I usually limit myself to one a day, but today, if it helps me feel a little better or brings a little joy, then that rule is out the window! I love the white can, zero sugar one. Sipping on one of those ice cold is just lovely.

I need to get up in a bit, disconnect the trailer from the truck, and put in the water tank to go fill the horse and male llama’s water troth, and sort them out with a couple of days more water. I wish they had access to water from the canal or the swale, but their field is totally bare of it, as are the girl llamas on the other side of the front. The girls can be reached by a hose if need be, though, where the others have to have their water hauled. I haul enough to top both of the paddocks up at once, and just do it while I am there.

Soon I will get a second trough for the far-side front paddock. That will require more trips to fill them, but I don’t want to make a mistake and let some animals die, do I? The question I still need to answer is, will I get a same sized one, or get a bigger one and make the current one available elsewhere, or just have more on for them?

Life is like that. These considerations have to be made, on all different levels. Sometimes the right choices are made, and easily. Sometimes they are hard, and the decision, while still the right one, is very difficult. And so it is. The consequences have got to be lived with.

Right. I am off to see if I am still able to do anything at all. Maybe run an errand or do a chore. Let’s see what I feel up to, and able to.

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