Saturday, April 2, 2022

in which Gramsci looks at me with concern


Poor Gramsci couldn't work out what was happening - here was I lying around in bed, limp and useless and hardly able to move.  Just as was the case with Covid shot#2, and booster#1, booster#2 (as I feared) laid me out, from around 10 yesterday evening to about 1.30 p.m. today - not, this time, the intense shivering icy chills - at least, only about half an hour of them - but headache, nausea, aches, and general complete fatigue.  Then - just as I'd expected - the effects lifted, like a curtain.  So very strange.  In retrospect, worth it, of course - but at the time that Gramsci was looking at me in such puzzlement, it didn't really feel it ...

 

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