I guess in modern parlance one could say that I was gaslit about having an appointment yesterday. I was certainly discombobulated when I got there as was the wife when I texted her about it. Perhaps we were having a shared hallucination.
Maybe it was just a spam text purporting to come from the medical centre. Maybe they never sent it. Perhaps it was Putin or Lukashenko.
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We have recently received another SMS purporting to be from the same outfit. A reminder for an “appointment”.
I do not know how to take this…nor what to do…
Dreamyoga 