Moderna #2 yesterday.
Woke up feeling like I'd been a piñata at a MLB celebration party. Jesus. I've been less sore after a motorcycle wreck.
Mild fever (100+), the kids are running 101.4 and 102.1, but apparently my body decided I needed to age 30 years.
But HALLEFRICKINGLUJAH, assuming my wife's immune system catches the clue and she tests positive for antibodies in three weeks, I can finally let out this breath I've been holding since Jan 2020.
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