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Flu jab



Tonight I went and got my Flu jab at my GP surgery. I was in and out in 2 minutes and I barely felt a thing. Hopefully that will protect me from getting flu this winter and having had Covid fingers crossed I won’t get it again. 

I am a little bit confused about the whole 3rd Covid jab/boosters that are being offered at the moment. I saw this post on the Facebook page of Crohns and Colitis UK.

I wasn’t sure what the difference was between the two so I thought I would ask the nurse while I was getting my flu jab. She seemed to think that the third dose and the booster were exactly the same but the above picture implies that they’re different. She told me that they’re currently offering Pfizer boosters at my GP surgery which I wouldn’t be able to have anyway due to my allergies. After doing a little googling I found this information which helped to clarify what the difference is on the Crohns and Colitis webpage




So I’m thinking that because I was on steroids and an immunosuppressant medication when I had my two Covid vaccinations I might need a third dose. But do I need that now I’ve actually had Covid? Won’t I have natural antibodies aswell as those from the vaccine? It’s all very confusing. I think that the best thing to do is for me to ask my GP or Gastro consultant next time I have an appointment with them. 

I’ve been making baby steps of progress this week. I went to Yoga again on Tuesday night and although I was in bed sleeping all day on Wednesday to recover I’m determined to keep going. It’s very easy to get caught up in doing chores or being the kids’ taxi but I’m determined to do some things that are simply for me. I feel very selfish thinking like this and normally I put my needs right at the bottom of the list but I want to actually do some things that I enjoy and that make me happy. If that means spending a day in bed recovering from yoga, then so be it. The rest of the week I use all my energy on cooking family meals, doing stuff around the house, walking the dog to save Hubby from having to do it etc so I think it’s only fair I use some of my energy ‘on me time’. One thing I e been looking into is walking netball. I had thought about doing this pre-Covid and then the world and my health went to shit. Seeing Big Girl playing netball has reignited my love for the game but there’s no way I could train or play in a proper team. So maybe walking netball is a way to get involved in the sport again. I’ve found a local session on a Thursday afternoon so maybe I will go next week. If I do I will tell you all about it! 





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