I Got Pfizer Shot #2 And It Was Pretty Interesting

I thought I could “decide” not to have side effects. I was wrong.

Sarah Miller
5 min readApr 15, 2021

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I got my second shot spur of the moment. I was supposed to get it Thursday, but I had plans to interview someone on Friday. So I went in Monday to see if I could do it Wednesday and the woman at the vaccine place, a former pub, actually, was like, how about now? I said sure. It was 2:30 p.m.

I went home and made a big salad and cleaned up. I put new sheets on the bed and got into it about 7 p.m.because I felt I had a good excuse. Physically I was tired. Mentally, I was wide awake, maybe even mentally aggressive. A friend sent me an edit they’d gotten. She said she felt overwhelmed. I am not overwhelmed, I said. I am here to serve! I felt good and alive but also a little fuzzy — I had a vision but it was hard to put it into words. I wrote a lot of stuff like “tk tk here talk about your brother tk stuff about school, etc. now go back to the trip and be like OMG WHAT A COOL TRIP WOW SO FUN and then get mad again about everything again but also resigned— you get it right?”

At around 10:30 p.m. I started to get chills. I took a Xanax and had weird dreams about department stores and mountains. When I woke up in the morning I felt chilly and semi-feverish and had a headache but also still possessed this strange sense of energy.

I drank black coffee in bed and decided I was going to report and write an entire short magazine story. I went full speed for about two hours and then at around noon suddenly realized I felt awful. I let my computer slip to the floor and began to groan.

I called T. “I feel awful,” I said. He asked if I needed him to come home. I said I was Ok, I just wanted someone to feel sorry for me. He said that he did feel sorry for me and I was able to move on ahead into just feeling sick.

I took Tylenol…useless. I lay there for two hours. My body just hurt. I can’t really explain it other than to say I just felt bad and my body hurt and I couldn’t think and I couldn’t sleep either. I kept trying to find something good to watch. I tried that horrible French Netflix show Madame Claude, the clothes were good, the rest, c’était ridicule. I tried watching Trigonometry, but the script had too much…

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Sarah Miller

Sarah Miller is a writer living in Northern California.