Post by Lily of the Night on Feb 13, 2007 13:52:35 GMT -5
Alright, for those of you who don't know I am currently at home sick with strep. It sucks. I barely sleep at night. I have such a sore, swollen throat that it hurts to cough and swallow (and I mean, come on, people swallow every 5 to 10 seconds of their life, right?). My left tonsil is so bad that it's affecting my ear so that's really painful as well. I constantly get the chills and heat waves back and forth. What ends up happening is that I just keep a blanket on and I end up sweating and it's really not fun.
My brother Jeff and my sister Laura are also at home sick with me for the second day in a row. In fact, so far Eric's the only one who doesn't have strep. But he's on meds anyways just to be sure he doesn't get it (poor kid. Let me tell you, these penicilin pills are nas-ty.) Right now I'm feeling a little better. A large dosage of advil and cough drops has left my throat a little better, to the point where I can swallow a little better (it's torture at night to drink, it's like -sip, wince- -sip, wince- xDD)
We've been watching the old cartoons that come on mid-day yesterday and today (you know, Goof Troup, Chip`n`Dale: Rescue Rangers, Tail Spin, Tom and Jerry. The shows I used to watch at my granparents house when I was four.) Well, my sister noticed the time and told me Jeff had to take his pill, and then we figured the jell-o my mom had made would probably be ready (mom's at work and before she left she made us some). So we dished it out and then sat down at the dining room table.
Now, although my pain has been dulled I still can't talk right. I sound really weird because I can't pronunciate. But we were talking about how difficult it is to sleep, and that brought me to the topic of how I barely get any sleep at night. And the past two nights I"ve gone absolutely insane. There is nothing to do between 12PM and 630AM when you're sick and your throat hurts and your ear's about to burst other than lay there, try to sleep, and every once in a while get out of bed to get a drink from the bathroom sink and sit at the toilet waiting to see if you're going to throw up. Like I said, absolutely insane. And the constant chills/heat thing makes it very difficult. So in that half-stupor state I usually did some sort of daydream. I don't remember Sunday night's. I know I had one, but I can't quite remember what happened.
But I remember last night's quite well. And so I attempted to explain it to my sibs, because I knew they'd find it funny. "Last night," I told them, "I ahd this day dream kind of thing going. Basically it was a mix of Avatar, Rescue Rangers..." Okay, by this time they were smiling at me because first off, I sounded really funny, and I mean come on, a mix of Avatar and Rescue Rangers? Phht, yeah, this would definitly be interesting. "Oh, and these... well, " I said, "I don't know quite how to explain it." I searched my mind and they were patient enough to wait to hear what I had to say. "I guess it was also a mix of wind." Except I had trouble saying "wind" and it came out like "mmfl". Or something they couldn't understand. So Jeff, who was sitting across from me, asks, "What was that?" and I said "Wind." But they still couldn't understand me. "Wind," I told them, "Wind. You know, wind. Wind!" And they couldn't figure out what I was saying. I tried to think of a good explination. "Wind, you know, the stuff that when it's in the trees, it makes the leaves rustle." I glanced outside and saw there were no leaves, since, duuh, it's winter time with four inches of snow on the ground. "W-I-N-D," I finally spelled and Jeff was like, "Ooooh. That's all, just wind?" So I tried to explain it for them. I don't even know if I understand what my dream was about.
"Well," I said, "the characters in my dream were these turbulences of wind in a circle shape. Kind of like a frizbee with a hole cut out of the middle." And they gave me this odd look. I don't blame them. I was pretty messed up last night. "Except they couldn't fly unless they were launched." More odd looks. "Anyways, the characters were the people from Avatar." And then we started laughing because it was really outlandish. "And one was Katara, and she was hanging out with this new guy so Aang got all jealous. But the new guy, apparently, saw that Katara liked Aang better (even though Katara didn't even know) and so he was like 'okay, whatever.' And so he left. And then they all came back." And Jeff, laughing, asks "Okay, why did they come back?" And I told him, "Well they were having a party. And they needed to take a group picture." The answer which only made them laugh harder.
"Wait," Jeff said, "but where do the Rescue Rangers come in?" I blinked. "Oh, yeah. I almost forgot. They were the Rescue Rangers. They lived in the Tree House and went on missions and stuff." And then we all laughed hysterically for a while.
Yeah, I just thought I'd share my crazy insane story with you guys cause lord knows me and my sibs found it funny, =D
My brother Jeff and my sister Laura are also at home sick with me for the second day in a row. In fact, so far Eric's the only one who doesn't have strep. But he's on meds anyways just to be sure he doesn't get it (poor kid. Let me tell you, these penicilin pills are nas-ty.) Right now I'm feeling a little better. A large dosage of advil and cough drops has left my throat a little better, to the point where I can swallow a little better (it's torture at night to drink, it's like -sip, wince- -sip, wince- xDD)
We've been watching the old cartoons that come on mid-day yesterday and today (you know, Goof Troup, Chip`n`Dale: Rescue Rangers, Tail Spin, Tom and Jerry. The shows I used to watch at my granparents house when I was four.) Well, my sister noticed the time and told me Jeff had to take his pill, and then we figured the jell-o my mom had made would probably be ready (mom's at work and before she left she made us some). So we dished it out and then sat down at the dining room table.
Now, although my pain has been dulled I still can't talk right. I sound really weird because I can't pronunciate. But we were talking about how difficult it is to sleep, and that brought me to the topic of how I barely get any sleep at night. And the past two nights I"ve gone absolutely insane. There is nothing to do between 12PM and 630AM when you're sick and your throat hurts and your ear's about to burst other than lay there, try to sleep, and every once in a while get out of bed to get a drink from the bathroom sink and sit at the toilet waiting to see if you're going to throw up. Like I said, absolutely insane. And the constant chills/heat thing makes it very difficult. So in that half-stupor state I usually did some sort of daydream. I don't remember Sunday night's. I know I had one, but I can't quite remember what happened.
But I remember last night's quite well. And so I attempted to explain it to my sibs, because I knew they'd find it funny. "Last night," I told them, "I ahd this day dream kind of thing going. Basically it was a mix of Avatar, Rescue Rangers..." Okay, by this time they were smiling at me because first off, I sounded really funny, and I mean come on, a mix of Avatar and Rescue Rangers? Phht, yeah, this would definitly be interesting. "Oh, and these... well, " I said, "I don't know quite how to explain it." I searched my mind and they were patient enough to wait to hear what I had to say. "I guess it was also a mix of wind." Except I had trouble saying "wind" and it came out like "mmfl". Or something they couldn't understand. So Jeff, who was sitting across from me, asks, "What was that?" and I said "Wind." But they still couldn't understand me. "Wind," I told them, "Wind. You know, wind. Wind!" And they couldn't figure out what I was saying. I tried to think of a good explination. "Wind, you know, the stuff that when it's in the trees, it makes the leaves rustle." I glanced outside and saw there were no leaves, since, duuh, it's winter time with four inches of snow on the ground. "W-I-N-D," I finally spelled and Jeff was like, "Ooooh. That's all, just wind?" So I tried to explain it for them. I don't even know if I understand what my dream was about.
"Well," I said, "the characters in my dream were these turbulences of wind in a circle shape. Kind of like a frizbee with a hole cut out of the middle." And they gave me this odd look. I don't blame them. I was pretty messed up last night. "Except they couldn't fly unless they were launched." More odd looks. "Anyways, the characters were the people from Avatar." And then we started laughing because it was really outlandish. "And one was Katara, and she was hanging out with this new guy so Aang got all jealous. But the new guy, apparently, saw that Katara liked Aang better (even though Katara didn't even know) and so he was like 'okay, whatever.' And so he left. And then they all came back." And Jeff, laughing, asks "Okay, why did they come back?" And I told him, "Well they were having a party. And they needed to take a group picture." The answer which only made them laugh harder.
"Wait," Jeff said, "but where do the Rescue Rangers come in?" I blinked. "Oh, yeah. I almost forgot. They were the Rescue Rangers. They lived in the Tree House and went on missions and stuff." And then we all laughed hysterically for a while.
Yeah, I just thought I'd share my crazy insane story with you guys cause lord knows me and my sibs found it funny, =D
