Thursday. It’s somewhat cloudy. My head feels a bit hazy—probably due to the increased medication. On my way to work, I suddenly wondered if I had brushed my teeth this morning. When I touched my cheek, I could tell I had shaved. My teeth felt smooth too, so I probably did brush them, but I must have still been half-asleep. I had no memory of doing it.
It left me feeling uneasy, so I stopped by a convenience store, bought a toothbrush set, and brushed my teeth again in the office washroom.
The whole day felt like I was surrounded by a fog. I couldn’t really focus. Thankfully, there wasn’t too much work, so I managed somehow. But if this continues tomorrow, it’ll be a problem. It’s been years since I’ve felt like this, so I’ve decided to go back to my previous dosage and see how it goes.
Sorry, but that’s all for today.
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