In late August, I woke up one morning with my left shoulder in an unbelievable amount of pain. I had had mobility issues in the shoulder for over a year. And I knew which ways I could bend it, but on this particular day, it was an intense maddening pain.

I popped some Naproxen Sodium (Aleve) and after two hours of sobbing like a baby and rocking back and forth, I decided to drive myself to the Emergency Room at St. David’s South— in Austin TX.

My father and my brother both have severe ankylosing spondylitis, And I was sure I had it, too. My brother had a total hip replacement in his 30’s. And he’s needing to get a shoulder replacement, too. I thought that this is what is happening to me. The shoulder was/is frozen, since that day, I’ve had to put on and take of my shirts in a strange-looking way that takes about 20 seconds. I can still barely move the shoulder.

So after I get to the ER, which is pretty empty on a weekday around 9:00, I’m put in an examination room. Two people are in there with me. They don’t ask about my vaccine status. I’m wearing a mask and they are too, of course.

One is male, younger, and the other is a female. The doctor comes in for about 2 minutes and asks me some questions. I’m left with the male and female nurses. They leave. They come back. One asks for my SSN# even though I had put it on the intake form. They leave, they come back.

One of them tells me that they are going to give me 3 shots. “THREE shots?” I ask. “Yes.” “Well,” I said, I was thinking a steroid and a painkiller, what is the 3rd shot?” The male nurse gives me this story about how “sometimes it helps... blah blah something something one in each arm and one in the rear.” I am in severe pain. I’ve never felt pain like this in my entire life. I just want to feel better. They can tell I’m sort of resisting the idea of 3 shots because it sounds ridiculous. But again, I’m game. Whatever. Just make the pain stop.

So they leave. They come back. “OK, we’re not gonna give you the 3 shots, we just talked to the doctor and... blah blah blah”

So I roll up my sleeve while the female nurse is talking to me and the male nurse is sitting at the little fold down table/station drawing up the shots, pulling vials down. “Alright, here we go”

I look over and there’s more than two vials on the workstation. I didn’t notice if they were there before. The female nurse stands over and advises him. Like this guy has never given a shot before. He sticks the needle in deep into my muscle, very deep, deeper than any shot i’ve ever received. She nods in approval, the shot hurts like a mother fucker. He has a strange look in his eyes and i’m looking him right in his eyes. He says, while the needle is still in my arm, “Yeah i’m used to giving shots on the ambulance.”Haha (fakeish laugh) “Well I can bounce around a little bit if that helps” (He fake laughs again)

I stand up and he gives me a shot in my ass. I get some X rays, and go to a little waiting area outside the room.

My shoulder begins to feel WORSE. Tears are streaming down my face. Noone is around, i finally flag down a doctor and ask if i could get some of those chemical icepacks that you break. Someone comes by and gives them to me. I out the icepacks on it and lay back in the chair as it throbs.

Finally, i’m released to go and it still feels bad. I know they won’t straight up give you morphine anymore, so i just chalk it up to some shitty painkiller.

The next day, my shoulder feels a bit better but there is a new and different pain around the injection site. Maybe the nurse hit some nerve. The pain is all down my arm and my left hand’s fingers were and remain drawn up like a half clenched fist at rest. I can’t seem to take a deep breath. My left ear now feels ‘full’ and rings sometimes off and on.

...when i get my discharge papers, my insurance bill, all of the paperwork... none of it lists what the two “medicines” were.

I’m going back to the hospital on monday and asking for my detailed clinical records. I want to know what they shot me up with. Hopefully i’m just being paranoid. If the records don’t show the vaccine, my plan is to go back a week later and say “i lost my vaccine card, i was here at so and so time, can you check the database and print me another?”

It’s possible they were bleeding heart narrative buying nazi brainwashed dogooders. It’s possible they didn’t put it in the records at all.

If I can find no proof they vaxxed me, fine. I’ll just chalk it up to paranoia, chalk the weird anomalies up to coincidence. And move on...

But if I can prove it, i’m suing. Hands down, I want to go for a couple of million in court.

It sucks that I can’t trust the system that’s supposedly there to help me. I’ve been to 2 doctors since and am waiting for insurance preapproval to get an MRI to see if I have bursitis or torn ligaments or a frozen shoulder. Good news is the rheumatologist said i don’t have ankylosing spondylitis.

Well, that’s it. Pray for me i guess.

-no-ez