This is as close as I was allowed to go to Bright Light today - given that LA is having an increasingly hot heatwave, this perhaps wasn't a hardship - and one can hardly complain that this is the view from one's bedroom window (and I did, in the early evening, stealthily head out as far as the pot of mint in the front yard, and, eventually, the recycling bin). One more day of being confined - and by the avoidance of Bright Light, I should say that this includes bright domestic lighting, as well.
My thanks to everyone for their well-wishes: truly, the worst bit has been fatigue, as my immune system kicked in to fight all the rogue skin cells yesterday. Of course I'm very grateful that it works so efficiently - but it was all too reminiscent of my response to Covid shots. As for my skin itself - my face is an unsightly red, and feels as though someone has taken sandpaper to a bad case of sunburn, and it itches, too - but let's hope that means that the treatment is working at full force.
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