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Day 31: side effects

I think it's weird that I don't remember pain.  I mean the kind of pain that cripples you.  
Do I remember the pain during my son's birth? No! 
Major surgery?
Don't get me wrong, I remember what it sounds like and what it looks like but not the feeling. 
So that is why I was so thrown off by the side effects of the vaccine.
Body aches. 
Cold sweats. 
Hot 🔥sweats. 
No taste. 
No smell.  
I must have checked off all of the boxes.  
And it was the worst 24 hours.  
Was it worth it? 
I'm not sure but it's done. 


  1. Imagine having those symptoms for weeks or months. It was worth it!

  2. Yikes!! I imagine that will be a distant memory soon... just as all the other examples you mentioned!

  3. Sorry to hear that you were feeling sick after the vaccination! I hope that you are feeling better now and that the memory of the pain fades away soon.

  4. Sorry you suffered such side effects, but I have to believe it is worth it for you and for all of us, so we can get past this terrible virus.

  5. I'm sorry your side effects were so bad! My wife had a very similar experience, feeling quite awful the next day. However, by day two, she was beyond the major stuff and just felt tired. I hope that is where you are in the recovery.

    And to echo everyone else, was it worth it? A resounding yes. Knowing those who were out for weeks, we can fight through and do better for all around us!

    I hope we continue to see you on Tuesday! I enjoyed getting to "know" you on your Slices! :)

    1. Thank you for all of the encouragement! I appreciate it.


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