Mindy Chin, Period 8, 3/27/22

Mindy Chin

Pd. 8

3/27/22

Modern Mythology 2022

Creativity and Fiction 

I got my Covid-19 booster on Sunday. Of course, I requested the Pfizer vaccine since it was all over social media last year (#TeamPfizer). Before registering for the booster, I researched the ingredients that would be injected into my body. They’d administer me with mRNA, some lipids, potassium chloride, monobasic potassium phosphate, sodium chloride, ?dibaSiC soDium phoSphate dihyDratE?, and sucrose? I recognized some of these compounds from AP Chemistry but that was the extent of my knowledge of these alienistic-scientifically sounding words.. hmm I should ask Mr. Brunetti about it on Monday. 

When I got to school on Monday everything seemed normal. Or so I thought it did. The first half of the day was pretty chill, I got to play some notes (+ a couple of squeaks here and there) on my clarinet, half-listened to Mr. Chester as he tried to solve his own convoluted power series problem on the whiteboard (like seriously, who needs calculus anyway?), and drew a couple of foreign exchange and AS/AD graphs in Macro. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, except for the terrible soreness on my left arm which I had anticipated from the vaccine. 

As I entered Myth class, I was so drained from tiredness and a slight fever from the booster that may have been coupled with ~sleep deprivation~. Usually, my classmate and close friend Christopher Nguyen would be the last person to get to class but this time I saw him sitting perfectly in his seat, poised almost too perfectly with his back at a 180-degree angle and his arms rested with both hands interlaced in a clasped position. His face was unusually pale and as I locked eyes with him he instantly glanced down at the exact site of my injection. Before I could ask if he was okay, I felt a sharp pain as teeth sank into my skin and sucked not blood, but a clear liquid that resembled the contents of the vaccine! Bellowing in pain and horror, I jerked my arm from him as bodily fluids spewed left and right.

As I looped in and out of consciousness, I remembered what I had forgotten to do this morning: I should have asked Mr. Brunetti about the ingredients of the vaccine …