I wasn’t feeling well and I was getting hotter by the minute. I had to get horizontal.
So I found the bed and with much struggling and a certain amount of effort I peeled back the covers and climbed in. And so there I lie, shivering.
My joints are sore. My skin feels raw. There is a metallic taste in my mouth. Light hurts my eyes.
Eventually I stopped shivering but then started to heat up. I don’t know what my temperature was but I got so hot i left burn marks in the sheets.
I was up and down throughout the night and 6:30 a.m. came awful early. I just couldn’t get up. Two sumo wrestlers were sitting on my head. Two packets of BCs assuaged the headache. I had a good nurse.
I fell back into the pillows and was out again until 12:45.
What a lousy way to end a vacation.
(The alligator here pictured came out of the pond to get a little sun. That was a highlight of the trip. Ruth insisted that I gradually get closer until I was about 10 feet away. She was okay with that. My life insurance is paid up.)
If you treat a sick child like an adult and a sick adult like a child, everything usually works out pretty well. - Ruth Carlisle
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