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After tossing and turning in my sleep, I woke up thi morning from a weird dream where I struggled to get everyone to wear white, then black. But again and again after I finally managed everyone to wear white and start making him or her change to black, everything falls back to chaos.
I woke up with a high fever and I knew: I was sick.
Strangely, whenever I get sick, like REALLY sick, I get dreams where I try to organize stuff, like a weird puzzle or something. Even when I try to wake up away from the exhausting dreams as soon as I fall back to sleep it is only the continuation of my unfinished puzzles. And only after I solved the puzzle or successfully arranged everything into order does the fever break.
Unfortunately, I was terribly unsuccessful today. Which means it would take more than my natural system to make it break. So after a sponge bath I was finally convinced to go out and get something to eat, as well as some paracetamols. I felt better enough to make it back to the office without collapsing, since my head feels like it weighs a ton. Then I was out from 10am to 2pm, when they woke me up and started getting really worried about me.
Ranulf brought me to this restaurant where I ordered a bottomless kalamansi juice and soup and a clubhouse sandwich. Diane and Sacha told me I could still sign up to wushu with them if I want to. I said I’ll see about it after my gym membership runs out ? As I struggled to eat my soup I was shivering and had goosebumps all over my arms.
I was barely halfway through the soup when I threw up. I think some even splattered on poor Ranulf’s shoe. Needless to say I was mortified. Yep, this is definitely NOT my most glamorous feel-like-a-model day.
I took another paracetamol and Ranulf gave me his Bromhexine, because I was also coughing up a storm by then. I had the clubhouse sandwich packed up. As we walked on the way home I threw up again. After I fell onto my bed Ranulf told Mark to look for a doctor in Libis. I insisted I’m going to be fine, even when he was already out the door. Jojo gave me a mug of water when I realized I was thirsty.
He came back and said he found a clinic in the Cybermall, where he brought me. They were fast and efficient. The doctor’s clinic was thankfully warm. After looking at the thermometer, the lady doctor announced that my temperature was 38.7 degrees, and so had to make me take antibiotics. She also said that while my throat doesn’t look that bad, my heart rate is so fast it’s like I’ve been running when I was just sitting still.
We went and bought the meds and my own thermometer, because she wants me to check my temperature twice a day before taking my medications. And if things don’t improve by the third day she said I should go back to her, although she hopes it never comes to that point. I took my first dose of Amoxicillin.
Well, I hope I’m well by tomorrow ;D Kenny Rogers has this one day promo tomorrow where we can buy 1 chicken solo meal and get another for free! Wehehehe! I’m planning on Solo B because I love their side dishes! Solo A comes with only one side dish while Solo B comes with 2 :)
Right now I have the thermometer sticking out of my mouth after feasting on NONG SHIM Spicy Chicken Noodle Soup. (And no, I didn’t burn any plates in the microwave this time.) Then, I hope I get my appetite back for them club sandwiches, with a biiiiig bottle of mango juice.
(Takes out thermometer)… Yay! My fever’s down 10 degrees :D
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I can't find anything on dreams about organization and what they have to do with sickness, but I did find something interesting:
(From dreammoods.com)
To dream in black and white, suggests that you need to be more objective in formulating your decisions. You may be a little too unyielding in your thought process and thus need to find some sort of balance between two opposing views. Consider the views and opinions of others.
In this, I think that black and white probably represent opposing views of a single concept. It's a stretch, but extrapolating on this and that fact that you're assigning "black" and "white" to various people, I'd say that you're simply trying to decide which of your acquaintances are worthy of your trust or friendship. The fact that everything falls to chaos after you make your assignments would indicate that you constantly find yourself re-evaluating your perceptions. If the people in your dream are unfamiliar or anonymous, then that would probably imply that you're in a situation where you don't know who to trust.
I'm guessing that, if you can remember exactly what organizational task you're doing just before you get sick, then you can probably find a way to interpret that, too. A link between sickness and the subconscious would make an interesting story...
Ah well. This is all purely speculative, mind you. Do get well soon. :)
First, the personal comment: Get well soon.
Now, the opinionated comment (I hope you don't mind.): Inasmuch as your cartoons are well-drawn (At least in my opinion. Is it just me or is that girl with glasses resembling someone we both know? =)), the punchlines lack... punch.
It's not horrible, per se. Gets a chuckle out of me, actually. But I guess I'm the type who would crave for something downright hilarious. I'm sure you'll get your groove in that direction, though. If I take the strip as a continuity and not isolated events, it actually works... except the one where the girl forgot to pay the rent. The rest flowed nicely into one another, though.
Sorry about the long comment. You did ask me to comment about the strips, after all. =)
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