bolson

This has been a doozy of a sick. Tuesday night I went home a little hoarse and woozy, curled up in bed with extra blankets and NyQuil, and then spent about midnight to 6am shivering with chills unable to feel warm under a mountain of blankets. Then, around dawn the chills passed and I was warm enough. The next 12 hours were full of delirium, dizziness, and moments of waking just enough to have a delusional theory about how if I just shifted and lay in this position I would sleep and get better. Having not really slept I’ve been tired the whole time in my wakeful moments. A couple times I almost called the Hospital to see if they would come pick me up. I think I must have been too tired and dozed off before I could get that far. Then finally around 6 tonight it broke. I had a kind of meditative moment where the fevered delusions went away and the world made sense again. So I’m now very tired, very dehydrated (there was one point this afternoon where drinking a glass of water made me so dizzy I had to roll to the floor and lie there a bit), but I think generally on the rebound.