I was hoping that since the Moderna booster wasn’t full strength, I wouldn’t have a problem with it but about 11:30 last night, I started feeling bad. I took a quick shower and by the time I got in bed, was running fever and was freezing. I tried to get as close to Vince as I could without waking him . . trying to absorb some of his warmth.
I don’t know if it’s true but I had heard not to take anything if I could and let my body do its thing. With the second vaccine, my temp got over 102 so I took acetaminophen and the fever came down.
At some point, I fell asleep and had edged on closer to him and it woke him up. He woke me up and said “You are burning up! What is wrong?” He said I felt like a heater! He got me an acetaminophen, made me drink a glass of ice water and, at some point, the fever broke and I woke up fine. I expected to wake up sweating once the fever broke but I must have slept through that part.
I always say that I’m thankful for the rare days I feel bad because it makes me appreciate feeling good so much of the time. Last night when Vince was awake, I told him “I hope I can cook tomorrow!” He said “I’m not worried. There’s plenty here to eat.” When I woke up thinking about what I was going to cook today, I knew I was feeling better.
We can sometimes find finely shaved ribeye steak at Aldi and I had some in the freezer. I’ll fix that with carmelized onions and make sandwiches on ciabatta bread and probably serve it with homemade tomato soup.