When I start punching Jonathan Van-Tam’s face on my laptop screen, I know I’m angry. “My dad needs his second jab of the coronavirus vaccine!” I yell. “How can you do this?”
The deputy chief medical officer was defending the government’s new vaccine regime of delaying the second dose of the Pfizer vaccine from 21 days to three months. But at the weekend, my dad was due to be 98 per cent immune from Covid – now what?
It’s almost like winning the lottery and then realising you’ve got one number wrong. I’m a single mum with two kids. I’m also caring for my 88-year old dad. Consequently, I spend my entire life working out how not to pass on Covid. It was going to be one big celebration; I could finally stop spraying myself with Dettol when I drop off food and ditch the bitter cold al fresco dining in the garden. I could even, dare I say it, give him a hug? It’s been nearly a year.
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