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I never know if the aftermath of my vaxxes and boosters are real or psychological, but the evidence is tending towards real. No.4's extreme mental fuzz was a bit over the limit to be emotional fallout, and yesterday's bivalent led to my chronic dull sinus headache turning into a real headache of the kind I never get, and upped the chronic joint ache by a factor of ten. So I heated some beanbags, rolled me up in my duvet, and went to sleep for five hours. I don't nap anymore, ever since I stopped overdosing on muscle relaxants, so if I nap there must be something unusual happening.
Then, having slept to almost ten, I had some food, read a little online, went back to bed at midnight, and slept another nine hours. So yes, there were side effects this time, and I shall inform the Province so when they send me the follow up questionnaire they like people to fill out.
But I got a few good dreams out of it. Best was the one where Petronia and I were studying with a famous Japanese novelist who was a seductive narcissist with a bad reputation where women were concerned. Petronia had already had a course with him and was wise to his ways. I was less prepared, but after the three of us had taken a trip somewhere to collect his early manuscripts, I told myself I was only sucking up to him to get material for my thesis.
Then, having slept to almost ten, I had some food, read a little online, went back to bed at midnight, and slept another nine hours. So yes, there were side effects this time, and I shall inform the Province so when they send me the follow up questionnaire they like people to fill out.
But I got a few good dreams out of it. Best was the one where Petronia and I were studying with a famous Japanese novelist who was a seductive narcissist with a bad reputation where women were concerned. Petronia had already had a course with him and was wise to his ways. I was less prepared, but after the three of us had taken a trip somewhere to collect his early manuscripts, I told myself I was only sucking up to him to get material for my thesis.