A thrilling tale involving the Pfizer Covid vaccine, brain damage, and Daylight Saving Time

Part of long-term survival of trauma is that you’re just going to accumulate stories. It’s inevitable, you’ll pick them up like dust gathering in unused corners — and most of them are about as useful. I mean, I could tell everyone what it feels like to spend a week with a Foley Catheter in you, but no one really wants to read that, and it’d be a little traumatic for me to tell it. On the other hand, I am chock-full of mostly-family-friendly anecdotes about surviving things that should have killed me. And that makes me…