Is vaccine anxiety a thing? I mean, having anxiety about not having received your shot yet. That’s a thing, or it should be a thing.
I’m not talking about anxiety of receiving the shot, like “I’m scared of needles,” anxiety. Not that.
I’m also not talking about anxiety if the shot is safe, or will cause some awful side effect, or even crazy conspiracy theories.
Nope. I’m talking about the anxiety I’m having just waiting for my turn.
I’m trying to have patience, or at least I was. Last night, the thought that with all the variants out there, including this new New York City variant, that waiting for my turn is starting to get dicey, maybe even dangerous.
Fear. This is fear, so let me just be honest. The tiniest speck of fear danced into my head.
And that fear started kicking at the door of reason, as fear started asking me, why are all of these people getting vaccinated who shouldn’t be getting vaccinated? Social media keeps showing me pictures of people who are younger than me, who are not teachers, or first responders or in the medical field, or essential workers, getting vaccinated. Do all of these people have underlining medical conditions?
And that fear started clawing open my logical side of thinking by asking, Am I being naïve by waiting my turn? Is everyone out there cheating to get the vaccine, and am I going to be left out in the cold, only to get sick with one of these super variants?
But then Reason and Logic did take back over. I am healthy. I take precautions, like wearing a mask, social distancing, washing hands, staying home. There are many people out there who do need the vaccine more than I do right now. Also, the faster that the groups in front of me get vaccinated, the sooner it will be my turn.
I have to remind myself that Covid isn’t the only disease out there. Fear is just as contagious.
