Fever dream.

I’ve been sick for about the past week. What I thought was a routine rhino virus turned into a nasty ear/sinus infection, featuring a terrible sore throat and now a racking cough. (Needless to say, I went to the health center and got me some amoxicillin.) During the worst of it (middle/end of this past week) I was popping a cocktail of ibuprofen and sudafed every four hours (antibiotics every twelve). But when I would sleep, these drugs would wear off and the symptoms they were helping alleviate would crop up, including a ridiculously bad fever. So I would get a fever in the middle of the night, every night, for about three days straight, which led to some absolutely bizarre dreams, the champion of which was this:

My memory of the dream is foggy… but I begin to recall something in the middle of it. I am currently (in the dream) being used as some sort of… hub, or conduit, through which people are communicating by way of telephone or something. So my body and mind are much like an operator’s switchboard, except I have no operator, or any control over the communication. The kicker is that these people using me are speaking Italian. My body had become “the Italian conduit” (as I like to call it now). This is very distressing. I wake up drenched in sweat, my mind racing. Why did these jerks have to use me now? I’m sick and miserable, and they’re just making it worse! I stumble into the bathroom, splash some cold water on myself, dry off and head back to bed. I think to myself, “Ugh, I really hope they find someone else tonight, I’m totally not up to this right now,” and fall back to sleep.

There was no question in my mind that I was the Italian conduit, that’s what freaks me out the most. Fevers suck.