On Monday I was hit hard with a sore throat, a headache and exhaustion beyond normal pregnancy tiredness. So I did some research and found out that it could be H1N1. Off to the doctor I went for a swab and Tamiflu, which is the current protocol for treating pregnant women with flu symptoms.
By Tuesday I was incredibly sick. But it was clearly a head cold – no fever, and just a whole lot of nasal congestion. I rested and rested and waiting to feel better. Wednesday was worse. I honestly felt like I might die (I was being a little dramatic…). It was very, very clear that my immune system was struggling with a simple head cold. All of a sudden, all my fears and anxieties about the H1N1 vaccine seemed insignificant. I realized that faced with a more serious illness, like the flu, that there was a real possibility of ending up in the hospital.
Note: I have never experienced an untreated head cold before, so I assume that might have been some of the reason I felt like I was on death’s door. Absolutely not one medication, except plain ol’ Tylenol and a neti pot, entered my pregnant body. And Nacho happily kicked and punched me as I tried desperately to sleep.
And then the mayhem in Canada began. People lining up for six or seven hours to get immunized – mainly because of the sweet face of a 13-year old athlete, dead only days after the first symptoms of the flu. And I was still waiting for confirmation from my swab that I didn’t have it already.
It has been such a stressful couple of days. I have been waiting on test results, unwilling to go get the vaccine if I already have H1N1. I am afraid of infecting other people, afraid of four-hour-plus line-ups, and terrified of needles in general. I know that I need this vaccine to protect my precious little Nacho, who needs at least 11 more weeks to bake. I also need the vaccine to protect myself.
All the worry came to a head yesterday, as I sat on hold waiting for my uncompetent family doctor to give me the results. Forty-five minutes and twenty reditions of the muzak version Sweet Caroline later, I finally got through. And an unhelpful, snotty receptionist told me that she couldn’t help me. I broke down, and then realized, Hey! This vaccine is important, yes, but the stress it is causing isn’t healthy. I can wait.
So I will wait. And not in a line-up. Hopefully at some point in the coming weeks, Public Health will get it’s act together and I can go to my doctor, or my midwife’s office and get the shot. Until then, I will be avoiding crowds, and not standing with 1000 other people who are all panicking about needing to be jabbed in the arm immediately.
More interesting blogging to come this week… Once I take pics of my many FO’s!!! Yes, I have been knitting up a storm for the LO, and I cannot wait to share



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Best shower gift EVER, via the Inlaws
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