#2. To: Dr. Kimmy, Sling Blade, Dakmar, Horse, 4um (#0)
From a text received last night:
I think I'm quickly losing my mind. I overflowed the kitchen sink this morning with scalding hot water. There was water everywhere. Then when Luke came into my office and asked how long I've been home. I told him I hadn't gone anywhere and he said I'd left the car run all night in the garage. One way or another I'm going to talk to the NP tomorrow about the results of the MRI. I'm hoping I just need to get away for awhile and get my mind off so many different things that are happening. I'm only going to bring my phone with me, no tablet, no nothing else. I'm going to relax and crochet and go to Talladaga Whse.
Kimmy asked me, "You know what it is, don't you?"
"Yep."
It's mRNA vaccine-induced dementia. My buddy, Rainman and his wife got it. They're so bad now that I haven't seen them since Memorial day.
The text was from my sister. She's supposed to come here over Thanksgiving. I think that's what's got Kimmy so rattled. She knows the deal.