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FEVER

SIGH ... I caught something over the weekend and my whole body is messed up. After consulting some experts, I was told that I have the flu, but wouldn't it be better if it was just a dopamine imbalance?

My brain gets fried whenever I have a fever, usually it fluctuates from moments of destructive chaos to moments of extreme lucidity. It happened to me again last night. My drained body couldn't stay up past 10pm and from then on I proceeded to have crazy dreams and woke up every hour or so. I saw phantom objects floating above me, streaks of light flashing before my eyes, and utter chaos everywhere. Things were moving so fast that I wish it would just stop, too many images and thoughts ... my brain was in hyperdrive!

At around 2am my fever really started to kick in and I started shivering like the eskimos. Luckily, I turned up my trusty electric blanket to keep me warm. Then at 4am I woke up again sweating, and at the point I knew the worst part was behind me. Things started to slow down and I suddenly everything made sense again. I could finally gather my thoughts and sleep through the rest of the night.

Amazingly, I felt good enough at 8am to go to work. I'm starting to think that it wasn't the best idea after all. I just hope this won't happen again tonight.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Aww, sorry to hear you are sick! ;-P I had a fever the night before New Years so I totally understand the ickyness of being ill (at least you didn't retch like every couple hours like I did!). Hope you feel better soon.... PS, I think you meant "phantom" not "fathom."
jen. said…
haha. you sure it's not the dopamine?

anyway, i hope you're feeling better today. sorry we didn't get to play literati. perhaps when you get better! =)
Ken said…
ha you're right ... initially i had it aas phantom, but then for some reason the spell check told me it should be fathom, so I just let it change it.

My head feels so heavy today ... so heavy!!! argh, I don't want to move my head!
Matt Mikalatos said…
Why, that doesn't sound like the flu at all. Sounds like you are in Looooooove!
Anonymous said…
too much donny darko.

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