What’s in it?

I’m vaccinated, not to please the government but:

I’m vaccinated. And, no. I don’t know what’s in it — neither this vaccine. The ones I had as a child. Nor in the Big Mac. Or in hot dogs. Or in other treatments. Whether it’s for cancer, AIDS, the one for polyarthritis, or vaccines for infants or children. I trust my doctor when he says it’s needed.

I also don’t know what’s in Ibuprofen, Tylenol, or other meds, it cures my headaches & my pains …

I don’t know what’s in the ink for tattoos, vaping, or every ingredient in my soap or shampoo or even deodorants. I don’t know the long-term effect of cell phone use. Or that restaurant I ate at REALLY used clean foods and washed their hands.

In short …

There’s a lot of things I don’t know and never will…

I know one thing. Life is short, very short. And I still want to do something other than going to work every day or staying locked in my home. I still want to travel and hug people without fear and find a little feeling of life “before”.

As a child and as an adult I’ve received vaccinations. For mumps, measles, rubella, polio, chickenpox, and quite a few others. My parents and I trusted science. And never had to suffer through or spread any of said diseases — simply put.

I’m vaccinated, not to please the government but:

* To not die from Covid-19.

* To NOT clutter a hospital bed if I get sick.

* To hug my loved ones

* To Not have to do PCR or antigenic tests to go out dancing, go to a restaurant, go on holidays and many more things to come …

* To live my life.

* To have my kids/grandkids go back to school and play sports.

* For Covid-19 to be an old memory.

To protect us.

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