A small, nondescript headache.
An over-all tingling sensation. Achy joints and a general ‘something doesn’t feel right’ mood. After all these years, you’d think I would know these are my pre-cursors to developing a fever. Nope, not me.
These feelings are followed by picturing various fruit juices (which I’m not into) flowing down hillsides and running like rivers! Mainly orange in color and oh so pretty and cold and quenchy looking! I even picture large clear glasses on a stark white background with the cold dribbles on the outside indicating its very cold and satisfying. At this point, I’m apparently dehydrated AND exactly what advertisers target! Still, no clue for Debbie.
This happens over a period of hours so just remember I’m already inside the doors of said Crazy Place. By now, the headache is a bit more defined, my toes and fingers (!) are starting to hurt and I just want to sleep. Those beautiful, inviting pictures of juices lure me into a false sense of well being. Just knowing I’ll feel better when I wake up. Not a hint.
After waking and with water just not doing the job, I usually hit the road to a little place in town that has the best sweet tea in the South! Not really feeling like driving, nothing is going to stop me from getting to that tea. This should be a clue – I never drink tea, only water. The juice rivers could’ve been a big tip as well. But, no.
The giant styrofoam cup full of ice cold, syrupy sweet, thickish tea is gone in a heartbeat. This leaves me wishing I’d gotten two of them. By now, I’m in full swing crazy fever mode and have the brightest idea of the day. “Let me just check my temp and see”. DUH!
Of course, you know what that means….. My question to you is, why doesn’t it dawn on me sooner in the process? I’m settled in my Crazy Place now and have all the time in the world to reflect, and promise I’ll catch it earlier next time. But, like the movie Ground Hog Day, next time around I know I’ll go through it all over again!
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