Garry and I got our second booster this week. Garry had almost no reaction. I thought I was on edge of death. It was a lot like the reaction I got after the second part of the original vaccination, but worse. I thought because Garry had no reaction, maybe I’d get lucky too.
I was too sick to get out of bed — the first time, short of major surgery, I’ve been too sick to get up. It doesn’t look like anyone missed me, so I think I can take that as some a message from the universe. Just when we think we are important something comes by and reminds us that we are specks of dust in a very big world.
Anyway, I’m back. Better than yesterday — obviously — but exhausted. Fevers that high make your brain feel fried.