I got the Moderna booster shot yesterday; I had little choice in the matter, given that I live in the province with the highest number of cases, I work at a hospital, and the politicians are moving towards restricting access to everything if you aren’t vaccinated “enough”, so likely in the near future unvaccinated people will have issues even buying food. Your ability to complain will be curtailed too, of course, for your safety.
Anyway, I woke up at three in the morning with severe diarrhea and a fever of 38.6ºC. Not sure why I’m even posting this development on here; my mind doesn’t work very well at the moment.
If I happen to die from this nonsense, nothing of value would have been lost. The world would likely be a bit better, too.
The Domains of the Emperor Owl 
I originally wrote that I had a “fever” of 36.6ºC, and it took me an hour to catch that I meant 38.6ºC. My brain isn’t working right.
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Hours later, my fever is at 38.8ºC. I can feel the cells in my brain breaking down.
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My boss is trying to get me to work from home this afternoon because the administrative issues for sick leaves are wack since Covid. A doctor would call me in thirteen days as the soonest regarding a fever that would be long gone by then, so apparently I have to justify having worked at least four hours today, although I have a fever of about 38.3ºC most of the time and I can barely think.
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