I received my second dose of the Pfizer vaccine on Monday morning. The nurse who administered it for me told me she typically works as an ICU nurse, and informed me that she lost 46 patients last year due to Covid, under her watch alone. She said, "I'm so happy you won't be my 47 now." It was sort of emotional.
After the first dose, my arm was sore for a week. By Monday evening I still felt fine, although around 10PM or so, I felt a bit flushed. I took some Nyquil and crashed. Where I stayed in the same spot all night long.
Tuesday, I got up to pee about 8AM, drank a glass of water, and went back to bed; where I slept until 2PM. When I woke up I drug myself to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee, and sat down on the sofa to drink it. The next thing I recall, it was 7PM and my coffee was cold. When I woke up, I could hardly keep my eyes open. I had no other ill effects of any kind. My arm wasn't even sore at all. I ate a bite of chicken, and fell asleep chewing. I finally mustered up enough energy to take a hot shower around 10PM, which perked me up a bit; and I managed to stay awake until around midnight. I slept through until about 8 this morning.
I'm still feeling a bit tired, but otherwise I feel fine.
All things considered, my basically losing a day to sleep was well worth it. I feel very blessed to have been fortunate enough to get the vaccine. There are 500K+ people in the US (and counting) who were not so lucky. That isn't lost on me.