Verja the Lost Jungle Bunny

I am sick again. I caught a fever as soon as the conference at Trinity Baptist Church was over. At the hotel, then we left the next day. Halfway home, Mom and Dad dropped me off at my Aunt Pam's to go to the Florida State Fair with them. I felt fine while I was there. When I got back, however, I didn't want to eat anything, I was burning up, yet shivering like I was in the Antarctic. I ran a fever of 104, so Aunt Pam laid cold, wet rags on my face and later called my Dad to take me back to be in my parents' hands. Mom likes it best when I am right there so she can hug me or drop some strong, revolting raspberry medicine down my throat. I took a hot shower and rinsed myself in cold water, and then I slept the entire day yesterday. I feel much better, but the fever still continues to rise. It is not completely gone. My cough is not as deep as it was. The first time, it looked and felt like it might have been a redo of my tonsilitis, but, thank God, no.

My fever has definitely gone down. It's probably about 103. It might actually still be 104. Who knows? I feel very warm, but my wonderful mother bought me some cookies' n 'cream ice-cream for my parched throat. I had some of that this morning, and watched a little bit of food network. It cooled down my insides quite a bit, and the Ibuprofen my Aunt Pam gave me kicked in on the drive home, so I slept a little bit in the car.

My areas of the room are a mess, and I want to clean it, but I feel limp as a scrub-rag. Every couple of minutes my head starts to nod off, and my fingers stop typing, but it is not because I am tired. It's because my head hurts and it feels nice just to close my eyes.

Mom woke me up yesterday to give me some Tylenol Nite-Time medicine that tasted like rotten strawberries, but after I had a sip of water I fell back to sleep. That's what mothers are for!

Aunt Pam knew something was wrong with me immediately after the fair because I was completely quiet, and I was dragging. Completely unlike me. So, once we got back to her house that night she knocked me out with Ibuprofen pills and Tylenol PM. I ate ice-chips and yogurt and I started to feel better. They drove me to West-Shore Mall Parking Lot and returned me to my Dad who was parked there, ready to take me back home. It was about 2:00 PM yesterday when we came back, I hopped in the shower, and slept the entire time. I am glad, though, that no 8-year-old came to the door and asked if I could come out as they usually do around here...

I slept with my brand-new Valentine's Day puppy that says 'I Love This Much' on his sides. I have been taking pictures with my new Canon digital camera. It is very high-tech and even adjusts automatically to see pictures diagonally, upside-down, etc. I got it from Trinity Baptist Church, and speaking of which, I need to write them a Thank You letter soon. That church is very generous and humble, and there is no limits to their giving. I got fifty bucks from them, and after the service I got another twenty bucks from a lady who's name I can't recall at this minute. I have to write that great church a nice note when I am well and I can write with a pen decently.

Well, I am going to play on Club Penguin and then I will go lay down on the couch.

The chicken-noodle soup I had helped a lot, too.

Thanks, Aunt Pam! Thanks, Shane! Thanks, Uncle Augustin! I had a great time at the fair, it was just the after-part that I felt miserable. Love to all!

Jayde