Seattle — At 10:16 Pacific time Wednesday morning, I received an injection in my left shoulder. It contained 250 micrograms of an experimental coronavirus vaccine, the first to be tested in humans. I am one of 45 volunteers taking part in a Phase 1 clinical trial that could help end the pandemic.
I was sent home with a thermometer and a diary and told to log my temperature and any symptoms that may arise. I'll still be following Washington state's "Stay Home, Stay Healthy" guidelines, but I'll also return to the clinic regularly for blood draws and a second injection. The research team will be looking to see both that I remain in good health and whether my body begins producing antibodies. All told, this Phase 1 trial is scheduled to last 14 months.
"It'll take a few months to get the data to where we'll feel confident to go to the Phase 2," Anthony Fauci, director of the National Institutes of Allergies and Infectious Diseases, said at a news conference last week. At the clinic, I was told safety may be established in as little as three months.
I learned this trial needed volunteers from a colleague who posted about it on Slack. He shared a link to a form from Kaiser Permanente. "If you've heard the 'a vaccine could be ready in one year' statements, this is the vaccine that they are referring to," he wrote. He would know — he's a vaccine designer at the University of Washington. I clicked the link and typed in some personal information — age, health history, job title — without much thought. I did not expect to hear back.
Eleven days later, my phone rang. "I'm calling about a vaccine study that you may have expressed interest in," the voice mail from Kaiser said. Two hours later, we had scheduled my screening visit.
I am thrilled to be able to participate: I am extremely fortunate enough to be in good health. Having a team of medical professionals tell me as much in preparation for the trial has made that clearer than ever. Clinical trials need healthy volunteers. If there ever was a time to participate in one, this is it. Why would anyone in a position to help not fill out the form?
Getting screened in person was as pleasant as a trip to a clinic could be. I had read the 20-page consent form the night before, but in an exam room, I was told we would start by reviewing it. A physician in a white lab coat waited silently in the chair next to me as I clicked through a text-heavy PowerPoint. Once I finished, she readied a clipboard.
"Are you allergic to anything — food, medications, anything you know of?" she asked.