I look both ways to cross the road. Feeling scared to journey forward to familiar, yet new and scary land. There are remembrances of what it was like before, but this will be different. Holding optimism tightly is more of a challenge as the visceral feeling of bacteria dying and the body trying to cleanse them is surfacing again. The body aches and burns. The stomach churns and without notice pains so intense radiate to the back and engulf. Internal temperature fluctuates up and down from the freezer to the frying pan. Fog in the brain is like pea soup and finding words is reminiscent of a word search puzzle. The head keeps screaming, ranging from a loud inside voice to what feels like aliens trying to escape, but being trapped in the pressurized brain. The ground moves without warning. The mind swirls and anxiety waxes and wanes. Sleep becomes a distant memory and energy fades. Add in a sleep deprived EEG to the mix and instantly a not-so-fun filled haunted house is made. The beautiful part is, delirium has overtaken the body-mind-sense complex and made today nothing but a memory. Thankfully, tomorrow will be here soon.
