(Friday) It was bright but frosty first thing this morning. I had to get milk because, unfortunately I had run out and I couldn't have my cereal and mug of tea without, so I had to drove to Tesco along Oldbrook Boulevard. I had to first defrost the car before driving out. I put the heaters on, melting ice from the rear window and the windscreen. Fortunately I had bought a bottle of spray for this very purpose in Sainsbury's the other day, so the job was made easier, along with the use of a spray.
Walking around Oldbrook Green with Alfie, I saw some snowdrops. So, a good sign that spring is on the way. I'm not entirely sure, but it seems incredibly early for snowdrops. We're only two weeks into January. I don't think they are usually seen this early. As it is, it seems very mild.
(Later) I've been to have my coronavirus vaccine. The appointment was for 3.20. I got there far too early and had to sit in my car for 15 minutes. I was told I must not go into the surgery no later than 5 minutes before my appointment. I walked round to the front of the building, expecting to just walk in, which is what happened when I had my flu jab, and was surprised to find a crowd of people, a queue going down the path leading to the front door. They were only letting 10 people in at any one time and as we got closer someone asked if I was feeling okay, and I got a temperature, and, I said I was fine and had no raised temperature. Then, as we walked inside we had our temperatures taken with a sort of gun-type gadget and then we went inside. I had to give my details to the receptionist and was then handed a leaflet and a details about the Astra-Zeneca vaccine. I sat briefly in the waiting area and then my name came up on the digital display. When I went through to the room where I was to have the injection, the man who was to do it asked me some questions:did I take blood-thinning medication? Was I likely to be allergic to the vaccine? I answered no to both questions. Then the injection was put into my upper right arm. Over within seconds and then I returned to my car and, as I was told I ought to wait around 15 minutes before driving off (I think to make sure there was any severe reaction to the vaccine, which there wasn't.) I have to wait around three weeks to have the second injection before the vaccine can be fully effective.
(Saturday morning) I woke up at around 1.30. The usual. I had to use the loo. I felt shivery. A side-effect of the vaccine. I had a look in the kitchen drawers for Paracetamol, because in the leaflet I was given at the surgery, it says to take Paracetamol. I couldn't find any. As I write this, at 3.15a.m., the shivering has subsided. I reckon it's going away. I do hope so.
6.40a.m. The flu-like side effects of the vaccine have more or less worn off. I think by this evening it will have gone completely. Well, at least I hope so.
I took Alfie out as usual and it was quite foggy, but as I write this at 9.30a.m. it's quite sunny, but would expect the fog to have lifted. Only a slight flu symptoms left. I'm definitely a good deal better, but will leave it a bit longer before we go out again.
2.35P.M. I've been out once again with Alfie. It's sunny but chilly. The side effects of the vaccine seem to have more or less gone, although I'm feeling more than unusually tired.
I've just learnt that Kenneth Branagh is to play Boris Johnson in a television drama series about the coronavirus pandemic. Who on earth do they think will want to watch such a series? Presumably it won't be shown on television (I believe it will be a Sky Original production, so not on free-to-view channels.) once the pandemic is over, but even then, who wants to be reminded of the pandemic and lockdowns?
