Nantes – Got My Pfizer Shot

I spent the afternoon of April 19 in a very crowded stadium. Not your usual pre-pandemic entertainment, though—just bare arms, needles and precious doses of Pfizer.

When I arrived in France, I picked a few “missions” to keep busy and find meaning in these strange times. Getting my 90-year-old mamie vaccinated was at the top of the list. She was clearly eligible, it was a matter of logistics to book an appointment and take her to the doctor (harder than it sounds, she’s very stubborn).

I also embarked on a vaccine hunt for my 64-year-old mom who wasn’t yet in the right age group but meet several other criteria—pre-existing condition, front-line worker as a teacher and primary caregiver for my mamie.

And even though it would take weeks or months for my turn to come, I also started looking at options for me. It could make coming back to Canada easier or at the very least I wouldn’t have to worry about catching COVID during the mandatory stay in a shitty quarantine hotel (adding insult to injury…).

According to my siblings in Paris and various acquaintances in healthcare, if you showed up in the right place and at the right time, you could get vaccinated regardless of eligibility with leftovers from opened bottles that would otherwise end up in the trash.

I had time on my hands, so late March, I went to the closest vaccination centre, a tiny office in the former bus station in front of the hospital. “Healthcare workers only,” I was told, but I also learned major vaccine deliveries were expected in April and I left with the address of a much bigger vaccination centre just outside the downtown core.

I went there the next day. This time, I learned that looking for leftover dose was definitely a thing and that many, many people were showing up every evening hoping to score a dose, most of them in the 50-to-60-year-old age group. Holy shit, they were pushy. I wasn’t going to fight, I needed a better strategy.

I focused on booking an appointment for my mom who became eligible almost overnight when vaccination opened to 55+. I discovered vitemadose, an amazing one-stop vaccine appointment finder. It felt like trying to get tickets to a U2 concert—I finally found a spot one night, working late on an assignment. It had just been updated and presumably no one in France is looking for vaccine appointment at 3 a.m.….

As for me, I asked my mom’s doctor for advice. She shrugged. “Just go with your mom and explain the situation. It’s not that big of a deal, really… we’re all going to get vaccinated, anyway. Wait, let me call the vaccination centre doctor.”

She picked up the phone and one minute later, I got the green light. The motto seemed to be “show up, get vaccinated.” Doses had been delivered, lots of them.

So on April 19, my mom and I took the tramway to the mega vaccination centre in La Beaujoire. It felt like going to a major event with tons of people driving or walking to the stadium.

We joined a first queue—hand sanitizer at the entrance—then a second queue where appointments and paperwork were checked. Since I didn’t have a French health card and I didn’t meet eligibility criteria, I was sent to another makeshift office. Turned out eligibility wasn’t really an issue, lack of health card was but I was “somewhere in the system” because in a previous life as a French, I had been issued a health card.

We filled out a short pre-vaccination screening form and joined a third queue. It reminded me of the multi-step airport process where you spend your time queuing to check in, then to go through immigration, through security, etc.

After a final check, we each took a number and took a seat in a crowded makeshift “waiting room.” It was almost impossible to hear numbers being called because the guy wore a mask and the centre was very, very packed. Social distancing only worked for a month or two in France, by the way. It’s long gone.

Appointment time seemed to be pretty irrelevant, we waited for about 30 minutes. When we were called, we had to take a seat at the front of the room, then a healthcare professional took each of us to a booth.

The woman who stuck the needle in my arm was young and friendly. It only took a minute or so but I was almost emotional—this is it, the famous vaccine, the key to fight COVID!

I met my mom in another waiting room where we had to stay because of possible side effects and mostly to get a first-dose certificate. It took another hour and we were giggling like kids because we were all called one by one and the staff kept on butchering last names. “We don’t stand a chance with ‘Giannesini’”, my mom laughed.

We both felt like shit for about 24 hours—tired, sore muscles and cramps.

Then it went away.

Second dose coming up at the end of the month.

I can’t wait.

Pre-vaccination checklist, Centre de vaccination Covid-19, parc des expositions de la Beaujoire, April 19, Nantes
Pre-vaccination checklist, Centre de vaccination Covid-19, parc des expositions de la Beaujoire, April 19, Nantes
Waiting to be called to be vaccinated, Centre de vaccination Covid-19, parc des expositions de la Beaujoire, April 19, Nantes
Waiting to be called to be vaccinated, Centre de vaccination Covid-19, parc des expositions de la Beaujoire, April 19, Nantes
Waiting to be called to be vaccinated, Centre de vaccination Covid-19, parc des expositions de la Beaujoire, April 19, Nantes
Waiting to be called to be vaccinated, Centre de vaccination Covid-19, parc des expositions de la Beaujoire, April 19, Nantes
Waiting to be called to be vaccinated, Centre de vaccination Covid-19, parc des expositions de la Beaujoire, April 19, Nantes
Waiting to be called to be vaccinated, Centre de vaccination Covid-19, parc des expositions de la Beaujoire, April 19, Nantes
Getting the Pfizer vaccine, Centre de vaccination Covid-19, parc des expositions de la Beaujoire, April 19, Nantes
Getting the Pfizer vaccine, Centre de vaccination Covid-19, parc des expositions de la Beaujoire, April 19, Nantes
Getting the Pfizer vaccine, Centre de vaccination Covid-19, parc des expositions de la Beaujoire, April 19, Nantes
Getting the Pfizer vaccine, Centre de vaccination Covid-19, parc des expositions de la Beaujoire, April 19, Nantes
Waiting for the certificate (and possible side effects), Centre de vaccination Covid-19, parc des expositions de la Beaujoire, April 19, Nantes
Waiting for the certificate (and possible side effects), Centre de vaccination Covid-19, parc des expositions de la Beaujoire, April 19, Nantes
Vaccinated! Centre de vaccination Covid-19, parc des expositions de la Beaujoire, April 19, Nantes
Vaccinated! Centre de vaccination Covid-19, parc des expositions de la Beaujoire, April 19, Nantes
Showing my vaccine bandage to Feng and Mark on Skype, April 19, Nantes
Showing my vaccine bandage to Feng and Mark on Skype, April 19, Nantes

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Juliette

French by birth, Canadian by choice, nomadic by instinct. I travel, write, and get into just enough trouble to make good stories.

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