Covid Vaccine Pt. 2- My Story

So, 28 days rolled by and I’m not going to lie, I was pretty anxious throughout. I’m human and even though I’ve spent countless hours researching and reading about the vaccine, I was still nervous. Nervous I would have a reaction or who knows what–you can’t ignore every story true or false that is online. Honestly, I don’t have the time to debunk everything or debate things with people regardless of what they are about. Online, I keep to myself as much as possible. I appreciate everyone has their own mind, freedom to make their own choices, and the ability to do so as needed, when needed. I don’t judge anyone period about anything. Leading up to the day hubby and I continued to do as we’ve been doing for years–taking our vitamin d, vitamin c (fresh made juice everyday), long walks, nutritious meals, and lots of rest.

The day of we got up and showered and ate breakfast and left for our appointment. We arrived with a couple of minutes to spare to a waiting room filled with people waiting and a line to get in. We talked with a couple of older men standing there and were surprised with what we heard. Both men had been very hesitant to get the shot. Most there that day were getting their second dose. Neither man went into details as to why they were hesitant, but both said they were not the type to get flu vaccines or go to the doctor regularly or deal too much with the medical world or science or the current state of affairs. That said both agreed they were there to get vaccinated because they wanted their life and world around them to get back to “normal” and felt it never would as long as people, for whatever reason, chose not to be vaccinated. In a sense they were saying–“they were taking one for the team.”

As I stood there listening to them I realized that what they were saying perfectly/simply described my reason for getting vaccinated. I understood my husband’s reasons and agreed with them and had I not he would have still went ahead and gotten vaccinated. This was the first time in our marriage where making a health related decision was done individually, whereas all others have been together. He’s gone to work for 15 months and worn a mask. He wants to be able to take his mask off. He made the decision on his own regarding his own health and mine to wear a mask. Now he wants to be able to not have to wear one. He believes the vaccination affords him that freedom and that is his opinion. It’s also mine. I had several reasons, but when it got right down to it, like the gentlemen standing in line with us had so simply put it, felt I needed to get vaccinated because so many other people weren’t. I had read enough about the vaccine, the ingredients, the risk, the efficacy of the one I had chosen to get, and was beyond reasonably sure of what I was doing.

When I had received my first shot the nurse had stated my muscles in my arm were big–I lifted weights for years, but now I just have big arms. He had changed needles and though I felt the jab, tenderness went away in less than 12 hours. This time the nurse (a different one) didn’t mention the need for a different needle and when I brought it up she looked at me like I was crazy. So, a standard needle 1.0 needle is what she used vs. 1.5 that is used for heavier people/ people with big fat arms like me. I didn’t feel the jab, but approx. 12 hours later I developed a red area on my arm affectionately known as “covid arm.” An area as big as a softball which felt hot and was quite red and quite tender. I googled it and immediately found information about it. The CDC and articles mentioned it was not being studied as it was considered rare and that it was nothing to worry about and would go away within 3-4 days and as long as 7. Usually this reaction was not showing up until 72 hours had passed. So essentially, I was experiencing a rare reaction quite a bit differently than all those before me. I blame it all on the needle. My arm was reacting to the shot because the medicine was sitting in a big knot at the injection site. This caused hypersensitivity to my skin at the injection site and did not affect anything else and is not considered an allergic reaction to the vaccine. I emailed the CDC and told them what I felt had caused this reaction for me and maybe others?

I am a big “oily” person, yes I said it, I use essential oils. I made a roll-on of lavender with coconut as my carrier oil and rolled it on the area. Within one day the hypersensitive area near my injection site was gone. Nothing–arm back to normal. That’s how good oils work–I’ve got pictures to prove it. They’re amazing! It’s been a week and we’re fine. Besides my skin reaction we’re in great health–never even had a fever or a headache from it. It’s a relief and now it’s behind us. My husband has one last day to wear his mask and then he is setting himself free! I rejoice in the fact that as I’ve gotten older I have grown less self-absorbed and away from “self” and a bit more toward community. I had always been an introvert, stay at home, stay to ourselves, mind our own business, and whatever we do we do for us first kind of person. Volunteer work for several years shook me out of that mind set. Getting older has also humbled me.

So, that’s my (our story) and I hope it helps someone somewhere in the world feel a bit more informed one way or the other.

Video about needle size issues here

Story about Covid arm here