We got home after a day of watching Jill's basketball tournament, and Austin headed to his room and said, "See ya, I don't feel good," Then he started a raging fever and chills. Then he started talking and didn't stop for over an hour.
"This is bad. This is really bad. Oh I am so hot. It is cold out there - really cold. It's bad.
....and Donner and Blitzen. But do you recall. Of course we recall, How could you forget Rudolph. Recall, that's a strange word. They should have said remember. And why did they give him a red nose. Who thought of that. And why do we make fun of people that are different. It's not good.
It's really hot in this bed. I think I am sweating. I feel like when I wrestled in high school and wore a garbage bag to bed. That's not very good. But I did lose a lot of weight when I did that. That was a long time ago. That was hard on my body. I think my knees are bad because of that. It was fun. It's weird we put kids through the test like that.
It's almost Christmas. Lots of snow out there today. I need a bigger shovel. It takes too long to shovel the driveway. If I had a bigger one, I could do it in half the time. Because I'm ripped. Actually should diet a little. If I get a little pouch, I will look like the rest of those bishops. Who calls a bishop when they are 40, that's crazy. They should give you 5 years off with pay to be a bishop. Oh well. I guess.
I don't get sick very often. That was pretty stupid to not get a flu shot. I tried to. They wouldn't bring it to me at the school. I thought I had something special - self-delivery. At least I'm not shaking anymore. It's pretty hot though. My skin is kind of burning. I hope it doesn't break into a sweat and it would look like I wet the bed. That would be bad. Carly would make fun of me. That's crazy talk.
I hope I'm not this delusional in the morning. Because I'm supposed to be at church tomorrow to finish tithing settlement. Hmm. Strange. My lips are burning up and drying out. That's not good. I might get dehydrated and shrivel up like a pickle. Why does a pickle shrivel up because they are in juice. They shouldn't be shriveled up. Maybe it's the salt. I don't really like pickle juice, unless there is a little extra on the pickle. Pickle juice delight. That's weird.
Momma don't dance and your daddy don't... I wish that tylenol would kick in. Then I could at least sleep. I should have taken a nap today. What was I thinking. I watched too much basketball. Not good willy. Not good. My shoulders hurt, my back hurts, my joints hurt. At least my fingers don't hurt. They are still ok.
There is a lot of snow out there. What are we going to do with all of that snow? I wasn't really dreaming of a white Christmas."
Austin did miss church the next day and school on Monday. He only takes a sick day about every 5 years.
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