- 8:52 PM, Tuesday,
May 4tth, 2021:
- The last 24 hours
- So if this is what
they call "fatigue"? I have never been fatigued. If
those were "chills"? I have never had chills.
Because last night was so comically intense as well as
the first 12 hours of today, that there was only one
thing I could compare it to: Skin Deep. My
favorite John Ritter movie. Him dealing with the
after-effects of elctroshock treatment was what I went
through for 4 hours last night...
- Such an underated
movie. Oh how I miss Ritter. Christ has it been nearly
20 years since he's been gone? Goddamn.
- So within 30
minutes of the second shot, it felt different. While
driving HOME I knew I was in for some shit. I was
still pretty good the remainder of the day, just a
little tired (what I would call fatigued), but
I knew the following day was gonna be rough and I
also knew to expect chills...
- ...which I got at
around midnight when I desperately had to pee.
Which meant some logistics that you almost wish had
been filmed. So I start shaking, wake up Talya
and I try to explain the situation - but I'm laughing.
Because here's the thing: there are no other symptoms.
Usually when you get chills, you have a sore throat or
congestion or general miserableness - but this was
just like a video game. Or, as I show in the
video: someone just randomly shocking me. So after
every bout with the "shakes" I would just giggle. It
was honestly kind of fun. Until I realized I really,
really needed to pee and I didn't know how I was going
to get to the bathroom because the shakes were coming
- Talya asks if
I want a bucket and I said "not unless you have a
hose to attach, 'cause that's gonna get ugly." We're
both laughing at this point and I do finally make my
way to the bathroom, shakes and all. Once back in bed
however I try to get comfortable and the part of
"chills" I'm used to continues. You get comfortable
and then if you move any part of your body to a
minimally cooler place? BOOM: more shakes. This was
funny for about a half-hour. However, it did what no
"chills" have done to me: it continued NON-STOP from
12am-4am. If I had thought of it, I would have asked
Talya for a sleeping pill or something to just get me
through this because it was wildly unnecessary to just
be exhausted all night. I will definitely be giving
Talya a sleeping pill for her first night.
'Cause fuuuuck this.
- Which means this
morning, not only was a tired because of the shot, but
because of shaking for that many hours. But tired
doesn't really describe it. The only thing
I could imagine was how really, really, really
sick people talk about being bedridden and having no
energy. Like, wanting to walk the roughly 8 steps to
the bathroom and having to focus all your energy on
the THOUGHT of how you'll move your feet and
where you'll put your hands and then MAYBE 3 minutes
later attempting it.
- Every moment I was
upright, my body was like "oh fuck no... get, down. On
the ground. Now." That in and of itself was kinda
humorous. In the hallway, holding myself up,
I just wanted to sit on the floor. But knew that
no one would be able to get me up if I did. So I
stayed in bed and around 2pm? I pushed myself to walk.
I did pretty well, I walked nearly an entire mile
(improvements to my energy level seemed to improve
every 30 minutes) but I made the mistake of walking
AWAY from my house for a 1/2 mile and then realizing
"oh man, I need to sit." ...and you can't really do
that. So I pushed through to get home and then
collapsed. Only now, nearly 6 more hours later do I
feel as good as I did at 2pm and I can certainly
see light at the end of the tunnel: thus I'm
- But that was my
experience and I'm thrilled. Again, having all of
these symptoms without ANY actual cold/flu
symptoms is really pretty fascinating. It's like
taking a drug. It's nothing I've ever experienced
before in my life... and I kinda dig that. It's a
- And The Journey is
nothing if not a whole bunch of little stories. This
was story #2130.