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Though a "Diary" my online diary is a work of FICTION.

It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.

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Wednesday, 23 November 2022

Waking up from an afternoon nap so late it is basically a sleep, to the point that, as I throw together a quick dinner for my meds, I will be having my dinner meds and my "before bed, 2200" meds at the same time.

But counts as a victory for, though I feel dazed and a bit nauseated and have migraine pain like a heavy force trying to push my forehead back into my skull, I am in much less pain than I was when I realised my body was demanding that I nap.

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