I caught Covid-19. I am still not even close to feeling normal. I'm told I'm no longer contagious. My low SPO2 levels are severely compromised my these masks; I almost always have to use an Amigo device if I go out. I will for the rest of my life wear a mask in public for what little protection it may afford me during flu season. I'll MOSTLY just not go out.
But I won't be getting a vaccine anytime soon. My body is still building antibodies, and that's good enough for me.
This is a coronavirus. So is the common cold. I RARELY touch my face, rub my eyes, pick my nose (or my friend's nose!) so I will just count on the 80% doing their part in getting jabbed and letting me benefit from the rest of the herd.
Before I had Covid my plan was to get the vaccine in November of 2021. Now I may or may not. It all depends on how this Summer plays out, reading between the lines of the various media outlets, and my overall health come November.
I just think we ALL need to appreciate more what I used to do for a living: Nurses. They probably have MORE responsibility for the least amount of pay, the most physically, emotionally, spiritually and emotionally job on the planet. And the frontline workers have been dealing with this for OVER A YEAR. How the vast majority of them are handling the burnout is beyond me.
Edit: for those of a mind to, I'm seeing my pulmonologist tomorrow. Prayers appreciated more than you can know.
I'll let you know tomorrow. They cancelled my last appointment after I arrived at the office, I'd SURELY not like a repeat tomorrow, LOL!