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Inside a fever

Do you remember how it felt to have a fever as a kid? The freaky dreams and the almost-hallucinations and that weird hot-but-cold feeling? I remember lying on my mom's bed when I was sick with fever as a kid and a recurring feverish thing that happened was I always thought I could see a big red eye waiting for me inside her walk-in closet. I still remember what that felt like.

I got a sneak peak at what it feels like for Miriam to have a fever a few weeks ago when she, well, had a fever. She stayed home from church one Friday and while Jeremy dozed, she took pen to paper and wrote down a LOT of stuff. Nine pages of drawings and writings, all feverish. Including this gem [transcript follows]:

"You say 'um' when you are not prepared to speak. When you are nervous you move around. If someone can tell that you need to go potty, you also move around. Let's say that for Christmas I got two (you will need this word later) coloring pages and Majd only got one. She would want 2 too! So she says: I want two too! Or I want a tootoo! (She means she also wants two.)"


Yeah, that's about what a fever is like.

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