Today is the 3rd day after I got my first dose of Covid-19 vaccine, next jab will be on Sept 9th. I have Sinovac as dossier to help my system, and of all the vaccines available, this one is the least I would want in my body.
The evening I got vaccinated, I knew I was going to make it, but I was still thinking of leaving a message, a goodbye one, just in case. I thought I'd tell my family about this blog that I had for so long. A friend of mine who was with me had experienced a side effect minutes after being vaccinated, hours passed, she had a fever. I must say I got lucky, on my 3rd day I only felt very little pain on the injection site and I'm still able to write about these things here on my blog. I'm alive! I know it's to early for some confetti but I think I'll be okay at least, physically. Mentally I've been struggling.
The past 3 week's been pretty rough. I haven't even touched, the more open my planner. The sound of sirens here in the Island is constantly heard. Sometimes, I'd refuse to believe these are from ambulances. And I'd look outside only to confirm that my first guess was right. When will all of these end? Or at least if it's here to stay, when will things get better?
Over a year have passed and it's as if nothing's change. I'm truly angered by this situation. I miss how I appreciate going home after a long and busy day at work. I miss travelling and feeling the air and the sun as I ride a jeepney. I miss my beep ride on my way to my favorite stop which is the Galleria. I miss the view of my favorite IT park, the combination of both seeing this concrete jungle in an actual jungle. I miss how I can still get the best air in an urban area. I miss the people although I see not very often but when I do, I get to share the most laughable stories while enjoying a huge feast. I miss a lot of things but the sirens have gone loud this time and I'm left with a feeling of longing, still wishing that I can make things go back, the way they were.
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