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Monday, 9 December 2019

Damn those brains

I went to bed before 2230 last night as I was falling asleep in my chair.  And got to sleep pretty quickly (for me).

Then woke a few hours later coated in sweat and became very anxious that the fever was back, and thus the infection of the pneumonia.
The rest of the night then when to dozing broken up with fits of anxiety.  First about the infection and then just about all the things I am anxious about.

Fortunately the sweating stopped so hopefully it was just from unexpected warmth and not fever.
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