So I just had what must be, hands down, the best dream of my life. Oh yes. It involved robots, my grandmother’s backyard, a neighbor named Don, kittens with entire victories and tragedies(and an overweight mamma cat named Bear). This dream involved dimensions and crossing them, falling down huuuge trap doors and finding receipts midfloor of what seems to be real life but is really a video game(and the pieces of paper were discarded in your real life previous). Oh it just involved everything. This is the first time I’ve traveled through time and 3-D graphics and graphs, or avenged robotics with green buttons.

Okay yeah, I’m gonna try to dream like that during every nap. 

My white flag is raised, man. Yesterday I was feeling so much better, eating actual food and actually laughing and sitting upright. Today I feel like a shade of death again. I know it takes time but I don’t know how much more of this I can take. The past two weeks have been consumed with my body humbling me. Okay okay I get it; no invincibility here. Got it loud and clear, thanks. Can I have my life back now??

Lady Abacus is my MVP of the week. She knows when I’m under the weather, and will stay by my side through the feverish naps; she follows me to the kitchen to get more jello or soup; she headbutts me hello in the mornings. Being alone and being sick is one of the worst experiences, but thankfully, I had my little lady.

So, all signs point to strep throat except the ’short term’ throat culture. According to my doctor, sometimes they get a negative result for strep on the short term, but receive a positive one when they send it off to lab and let it ‘grow more.’ Delicious, am I right? I have to go back to the doctor’s office this morning for another wonderful throat culture. The mighty mighty Penicillin is coursing through at this point, so I’m hoping relief is on its way. I’m not feeling so feverish, but I still can’t really swallow and it’s hilariously difficult to hold up my end of conversations(I kind of sound like I’m trying to talk through a tennis ball, or like I’m drowning).

Last night I managed to get my most sleep yet, since Monday night, and that would be FIVE WHOLE HOURS in a row. Hey, it’s better than three, and way better than two. My dreams were intense and overlapping–everything from amusement parks on beaches to my mother on a bicycle with my aunt to a hiphop group formerly known as Nine Inch Nails that involved one youngster dressed up like a juggalo(who always managed to get beat up, who would have thunk it). Oh and I witnessed a pretty crazy car accident complete with police cruiser repeatedly hitting a retaining wall at high speed. In my dream I had my camera with me, taking pictures of it all. I woke up kind of hoping the pictures would be there. After my 5 hours o’ sleep and in between dreams I tossed and turned like an egg trying to cook all the way through. But here I am, it’s morning. Gotta manage down some jello and frozen strawberries, some Emergen-C to drink, and then get to the doctor. I said it once, I’ll say it again: I cannot wait to get better.

..til my doctor appointment and yes I’m counting.

Fever is back and I just realized I haven’t had an actual “meal” since lunch on Monday. Man. I cannot wait to be among the living again.

First, I extend my apologies to any emails/phone calls that I haven’t answered back to in a timely fashion–I’ve been quite sick. Second, I extend my endless gratitude to my friends who have been gracious enough to drop off get well items to my house such as chicken soup, Emergen-C, frozen strawberries, Jello, grapefruit seed extract, etc. You are all my little Boo Radleys. I haven’t been well enough to leave the house for 2 days now so this was a huge help.

Obviously today I’m feeling well enough to sit a bit upright and update this thing. I’m working from home, as that was the only way to get an extra day of quarantine before going to the doctor this evening. I’m pretty sure I’ve been broadsided by the flu and strep; the flu seems to be leaving but chewing and swallowing normal food remains a far off dream. So I am confined to liquids and softies like jello. I go to the doctor later today so hopefully I will have some resolution, or at least some antibiotics(although I hate them with a passion).

Well, here comes that woozy feeling again, so I’m done updating.

Looks like strep throat. Doctor tomorrow.