Mom spells it out, sort of
Posted at 9:23 AM

Thursday, Nov. 6, 2008
Somewhere in the middle of the night, more likely early in the morning, my subconscious mind was jumping hoops again.

Floating in space. Whatever.

I saw someone signing to me in conversation, except he was fully animated, like a performer. It was funny. To see who it was, a little shocking, but really funny. Unexpected. The world is signing now.

Soon after, my mom sat there next to me. There but not there. Slightly dazed it seemed. Dressed in something white and maroonish. She began to sign a couple of letters. I keep thinking now that they were the letters 'd' and 't' and that she was trying to tell me something about tomorrow. But as soon as she started, she was gone.

As I slowly woke up, leaving REM and all that subconscious stuff, I kept trying to remember what she was signing to me and I got that old rush in the head. I don't know if it's chemical or what, but it rarely happens and there's only one place where it used to happen pretty regularly -- and it wasn't while I'm lying in bed trying to remember a dream.

That made this dream even more personal, more heartfelt, more crazy. What was she trying to tell me?

I was sick with the flu when she passed away in August, and now that I'm sick again, maybe there's a connection or pattern. I don't know. She used to tell me to drink lots of water when I was sick, and I would. Sorta.

I figured something out the past two days, though. Body aches can be the result of dehydration, and when I started aching in my left ankle and the middle of my right forearm on Monday, I couldn't believe it. It's like the illness was attacking places that I'd hurt long ago. It was attacking places that I normally never ache during a flu.

I was sniffling, coughing, nasal drip hell, yadayada ... I knew from vast experience that Claritin D and all those medicines couldn't do much for me. So I decided to drink as much water as possible and sleep as early as possible. Every time I began to cough in the night, I got up and sipped some water. Tuesday night, I must've drank water and peed 10 or 12 times.

Wednesday morning, I felt a lot better. Same thing that night. I woke up this morning feeling a lot better. No medicine. Just lots of bed rest and water. Mom was right.

I don't know if this flu will be totally gone within a week, but it might happen. Beats that summertime bug when I had it for a month. (The same one that lasted a month in 2007 and '06, too.) If I'd just figured it out then...

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