You tumble softly into clouds
Before the fever grips your brain
And all the monsters crawl to light
Scaring you, confusing too.
So I haven’t written a post in a week which is unheard of, but I had the flu so bad I started to think I wasn’t going to recover.
Last Tuesday we had to call out the ambulance because I was coughing up blood and was running a really high fever. I ended up in A&E on Friday because I was still running a fever and after five days I was starting to lose the will to live.
It was the first time I’ve had those weird fever dreams in such a long time, and the things that run through your brain are really interesting.
While I was waiting for the doctor to see me I seemed to have it in my head that I was Health Secretary. I’m guessing that watching Matt Hancock in the jungle had infiltrated my thoughts and when I found myself in a hospital setting I seemed to put the two together and began feeling like it was my job to sort waiting times when I got back to the office.
Of course, I didn’t say any of this to the doctors because I didn’t want to get locked in the psychiatric part of the hospital – but it was an interesting set of thoughts to experience.
I am no longer delusional and I am back at work. Life is good and I hope yours is too.