JAN 15, 21 .. COVID-19 VACCINATION DAY ..

Today, Friday, January the 15th, at ‘about’ 10:15am (our appointments were for 9:45am and we were there early) Patti and I received our Moderna, Lot number : 041L20A, Covid-19 vaccinations.

IT WAS NOTHING ..

I (Cap) was called first.

I did not even feel the needle go into my upper left arm. Nothing. Zero. Da Nada. 

When the nurse said to me : “You can go now.” 

I looked at her blankly and said : “It’s finished?”

She replied : “Yes, you will be escorted to a waiting room to wait 15 minutes for any reaction.”

I waited for Patti to appear and told her I didn’t even feel it and wished her luck.

A few minutes later Patti came out saying : “I barely felt it.”

SO FAR NO REACTIONS OF ANY NATURE.

A reaction may (could) occur and may not. Time will tell.

I for one am shocked, amazed, incredulous, at how easy the entire process was.

Our message : We are tickled pink beyond belief to have the first innoculation now behind us. All we seem to be seeing on the news are reports about the Covid-19 vaccinations and the problems and the process thereof. Over and over and over again we are hearing about this issue. Now we know, for ourselves, what it is all about. This gives both of us immense peace-of-mind.

Four weeks from tomorrow, we will receive the second in the Moderna series of two immunizations.

Over and Out for now with a photo (thanks to our friend Sergey) showing the extreme Southwestern shoreline of Lake Baikal from the town of Baikalsk, Russian Siberia, on a stunningly beautiful day!

Patti just said : “What a relief!”

Patti and Cap


JAN 14, 21 .. ANOTHER NEW DOCTOR .. ANOTHER NEW MEDICAL PRACTICE .. OH SIGH ..

TODAY’S MISSION IMPOSSIBLE : Get a Covid vaccination.

Patti and I have tried and tried, again and again, to accomplish this MISSION IMPOSSIBLE. We were registered and signed up to receive the vaccine and were then told we did not qualify and to cancel our reserevation. We did so (cancelled our registration). Then we were told we shouldn’t have cancelled our reservation. By then we had lost our-place-in-line. We are not alone in this MISSION IMPOSSIBLE.

Enough said.

Jerry (a woman) is a friend of Patti. I met Jerry when Patti and I visited her a few years ago. Jerry lives in the greater Cleveland, Ohio, area. Jerry was always complaining of being fatigued, tired, of having a low energy level. Idly I sympathized with Jerry as such feelings have joined me on my trek through life.

Then Jerry ended up the Emergency Room of a local Cleveland hospital. She was diagnosed as being severely anemic. So severe that she was admitted to the hospital and received a number of units of blood to combat her severe anemia.

Anemia is a condition in which you lack enough healthy red blood cells to carry adequate oxygen to your body’s tissues. Having anemia can make you feel tired and weak. There are many forms of anemia, each with its own cause. Anemia can be temporary or long term, and it can range from mild to severe.

Fast forward to last January of 2020 when we were at the Mayo Clinic down in Phoenix, Arizona. My Doctor (a general practitioner) noted in his diagnosis that I was borderline anemic. THAT caught my attention as my mind flipped back to Patti’s friend Jerry.

Last August I got around to see and discuss this anemia issue with my Anchorage Doctor. She said she wanted me to see a hematologist. A hematologist is a specialist in hematology, the science or study of blood, blood-forming organs and blood diseases.

After a number of followups by my Doctor and the hematologist (why haven’t you scheduled an appointment?) we are into January of 2020 about five months later.

Enter into my life Alaska Oncology and Hematology. We’ll skip the Oncology part.

Finally, yesterday, I went with a long sigh. The last thing I wanted to do was to see a new doctor in a new practice and fill out the usual five or six pages of information (which Patti completed for me) they require etc and then participate in the getting-to-know one another experience.

I was positive I’d be assisgned a brand new, young, Doctor just out of residency beginning his medical career.

Wrong!

I got a cracker-jack, super sharp, middle aged woman who had taught medicine at the University level in St. Louis, Missouri, on her way to meet me. We began the getting-to-know-one-another routine. Finally we got to business. As we were about to complete our appointment I asked her (because she said they would do a blood draw) IF I could get tested for Covid anti-bodies. “Why?” she asked. I told her that from October 2018 to December 2019 I had been in Mongolia, China, Korea and (oh by the way) I had spent 9 months in Russian Siberia. And that I thought I’d picked up Covid en route home in December of 2019 because, en route home, I made a stop in a Seattle, Washington, Emergency Room experiencing what we now know as possible Covid symptoms. I felt that I might have given what I had to a friend in Seattle and to Patti when I got back here to Anchorage.

OUR CRITICAL BONDING MOMENT HAPPENED when she said simply..

“I am from the Ukraine.” 

“Yes I will ask for a Covid antibody blood screening for you.”

In this lifetime does it help to have friends?

As we were about to end our appointment she said ..”By the way”.. “Would you like to receive a Covid vaccination here?” 

Shortly thereafter the Adminstrator of the Alaska Oncology and Hematology Clinic came in with the paperwork for the two of us, Patti and me.

9:45am this upcoming Friday the 15th of January we will receive the Moderna vaccine.

In this lifetime does it help to have friends?

Patti and I had, more or less, given up the hunt for the vaccine figuring in-God’s-time maybe it would happen.

Still Smiling .. Patti and Cap

After I got back to our truck (Patti was not allowed into the clinic because of Covid protocols) I said to Patti, “You have filled out a ton of medical forms for me over the years. I finally am going to repay you. Here is a medial form that I just filled out for you.”

I handed it to her. She casually looked it over. THEN, looking at the top of the page, Patti saw that the form was titled : Registration and Informed Consent for COVID-19 Immunization.

Yes. When Patti realized what the form was about, tears came to her eyes.