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Nottingham Man “very happy” after second vaccine

This started of as the second post of the day, but I fell asleep around 11pm and so this is now the first post of the next day, written just before leaving for work. It may be a bit rushed. It is also the second successive post featuring me being punctured. It’s a wonder I haven’t deflated.

I failed the blood test. My INR went up despite my dose going down. My dosage has been cut down yet again, but the trouble is that once you start losing it, it can take ages to get things back on an even keel. After a couple of years of good results, I have now gone haywire. They say it is due to lockdown, but a friend who had been on Warfarin tells me that it has always been a feature of his dosage – you get up to widely spaced tests, enjoy a year or two of stability then suddenly it all goes wild,

A few years ago I had an accusing phone call from a student nurse who had been given the job of ringing people and discussing their test records with them. Mine was about 75% – a sign that I wasn’t taking the Warfarin regularly, I was told. I pointed out that my record over the last 12 months was actually 100% and that all the bad results came in the first few months as the “highly trained” nursing staff failed to get the dosage right. There was a pause. Then she agreed with me and rang off. I don’t mind being accused of medical delinquency, because I am an appalling patient and very bad at remembering pills. However, I can analyse stats.

Falling asleep at 11pm could have been a side-effect of my vaccination yesterday, but it’s also consistent with my normal routine, as regular readers will know. I also have a slightly sore arm, but it’s only sore when I catch it on a door frame, as I managed to do last night and again this morning. It is also a possible side effect of the vaccination. Or possibly just consistent with being stabbed in the arm with a needle. I didn’t even bleed from the injection site, which always seems to scare them due to my Warfarin.

For the purposes of posterity (I’m thinking of that future PHD student reading my blog as  valuable historic document) I’ve had no side effects from the demon vaccine apart from a little soreness in the arm, and that is consistent with being stabbed in the arm by a needle. As far as I can tell, I have had nothing that can be attributed to the vaccine, but nobody interviews people like me for the paper – they just want stories about pain and death and misery. That’s why I chose the title for today.

Snow in April

The big news of the day is that it snowed. It’s always a possibility in April but it’s still a surprise when it happens. I suspect all the garden centres love Easter because everybody goes out buying bedding plants, which are normally nipped off by frost. It’s a bit of a reflex, spring = new plants. Heart takes over from head, you buy plants they, get frosted, and then you buy more plants. It didn’t take long to start growing my own.

There was ice on the car this morning, which wasn’t as surprise, a we had been warned it would be cold, but it was a surprise when the temperature dropped this afternoon and the snow started falling. It soon melted, because the air temperature didn’t dip below 5° c, but it was still an unusual sight for a while.

They are still talking about vaccine reactions on the news. I have no doubt that it is true that Covid vaccine is killing people. I have, to be honest, little doubt that all vaccines, all medicines and, in fact, all aspects of modern life kill people. If you invented alcohol today, whisky would never be licensed for sale to the public. Or cigarettes.

Every year in  the UK around 78,000 people die from smoking related illnesses.

Last year 5,460 people died from causes directly related to the intake of alcohol.

There were 1,580 deaths on the roads last year.

These are UK figures, and do not necessarily reflect the state of affairs in the rest of the world.

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But as soon as you get a story that seven people have died as a result of Covid vaccine the whole world is up in arms. That’s actually seven people who died from blood clots after having the Covid vaccination. It’s not actually seven people who died of blood clots BECAUSE they had the Covid vaccine.

I’m not about to engage in a discussion with people who get their science from the internet, you are entitled to believe what you want. But may I suggest that if you are concerned about the tiny chance of an adverse event from a vaccination you might also like to give up drinking, smoking and driving, as they are all much more hazardous than having a vaccination.

I am, however, working on my next project to help reduce resistance to vaccination. I’m developing a recipe for Vaccine Drizzle Cake. I mean, everyone loves a drizzle cake don’t they?  No need to be afraid of needles, no need to worry about people staying away – they’d love a Vaccination Tearoom – and no need to worry about harmful side effects. There’s no way a drizzle cake could be dangerous is there?

Apart from the fact that obesity seems to be killing more people than smoking these days.

Nothing is safe, it seems.


A Lost Day

I seem to have lost a day. I’m not quite sure how I managed it, because I’m convinced I wrote something, but there’s nothing there. I’ll just have to put it down to having a senior moment. I’d feel better about it, to be honest, if it were associated more with drinking than old age. Poets drink – Larkin and Thomas were famous for bending an elbow. That’s Dylan Thomas. I’m not sure if Edward Thomas drank. Probably not. There’s something a lot more appealing about being a hellraiser than there is about being a respectable old man. If there was only me to think about I’d much rather go out with a bottle in my hand than a rug tucked neatly round my knees.

Unfortunately, drunks don’t make particularly good husbands, and I imagine the kids would hate it if they had to come and bail me out after  a night of revelry, so it looks like respectability will be my fate. I wonder how many men out there, like me, still think fondly of their drinking days when they were much funnier and had more fun. Well, we thought we were much funnier, Once I actually gave up drinking I realised that this wasn’t actually the case.

Today is the first day of meteorological winter, and almost the end of lockdown. cases of Covid are going down, so it seems to work. I’d like to book another month of lockdown for next April, when the weather is likely to be better. I’m getting quite used to the time off.

According to government figures only about 54% of people intend getting vaccinated, and when you show them various bits of misinformation, easily found on the internet these days, this goes down to 48%. All that work so that 52% of the population can decide not to bother.

It calls the whole nature of education into question. Why bother studying for years to become a doctor when you could know more than a doctor by pressing a few buttons and reading something off the internet?