Reactions – One-Liner Wednesday

(falls over hilariously) Gah! (is caught by lanky nephew who smirks)


So, I have this cold, but my body responds to illnesses weirdly. Instead of running any fevers, I go hypothermic and drop to dangerous levels for my body temp. Then my vertigo likes to kick in at random moments and I go from perfectly stable (or as stable, physically, as I can get) to literally falling off my bed even though I’m leaning up against the wall on the opposite side of the bed from the floor.

I was heading through the kitchen (in the area that has no walls handy or furniture to catch myself on) when my vertigo kicked in hard. My eldest nephew was, thankfully, two steps away and caught me.

Then proceeded to smirk while walking me to the sofa and making sure I wouldn’t fall off of it as well.

Which is also a thing that happens. A lot.

Make sure to check out the original One-Liner Wednesday.

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Pain’s Kiss

But often I find I’m flat on the bed
And not able to move more than my head.
Can it be that there are times like this?
Kicking me down with naught but a kiss.
 

It’s one of those days where I’m stuck in bed. I hate being stuck in bed and I can’t even lie down on my back in the bed.

Man-Made

Silence is not real,
Not in the terms of actual sound waves.
Not to me.
Silence is something else entirely.
It is when you are not speaking to someone,
When you see one another and you pretend that the other
Does not exist.
 
Silence is not just in speaking,
It is in actions and thoughts and-
It is more than we are aware of,
Because nothing is so simple in life.
Life is not meant to be simple,
It is meant to be complex and full of color.
Silence and sound are much the same.
 
There is sound
As long as there is something to be the medium.
There is no real silence,
But that does not mean that we cannot try to create it.
Silence is not natural,
It is completely man-made.
Silence, real silence, is only found among men.

Written partially because of the weekly challenge from Daily Post (https://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/02/17/the-sound-of-silence/) and partially because once I’d gotten the thought of silence in my head I had to keep writing this.

Also, been spending the day mostly with vertigo that shifts the world to the left more than it should and concentrating on writing anything else failed at every turn.

Sights and Sounds Bleed Through

The world was incredibly confusing. Every time she looked around the world was turning this way and that. Colors swirled this way and that, different patterns running as fast as a train at full speed, but also as slow turning as thickening caramel.

“Miss Hailey, are you all right?” someone asked.

She didn’t answer, she wasn’t certain that they were even talking to her. Their voice was unfamiliar to her. Well, every voice around her was unfamiliar. That wasn’t necessarily a bad thing at this point. If she didn’t know the voice, there was a good chance that it wouldn’t end up with her head in a burlap sack.

The vertigo worsened and she saw the world tilt even more until she felt the cool and uneven texture of whatever was on the floor against her cheek. She pinched her eyes closed and felt hands brush themselves against her face and hair, carefully checking her temperature. They felt as cool and wonderful as the ground against her overheated body as it lay sprawled across the floor.

Several bodies huddled around her for a moment before they were ordered to move away. She closed her eyes once again, nauseated enough to not try and open them again.

The voices continued to speak around her and she tried to shut them out. They made the colors worse, like psychedelic pearls floating away from people’s mouths. how they managed to do this even when her eyes were closed was a mystery, but the pounding in her temples in response was certainly real, not fictional in the least.

She wasn’t certain what had happened next, because the colors and sounds proved to be too much for her. The darkness was a blessing in more ways than one for her at this point.


Written for this week’s FreeWriteFriday: http://kellieelmore.com/2014/01/31/fwf-free-write-friday-word-bank-9/

Also, this type of situation has actually  happened to me. I call it Dr. Seuss Vertigo and it is not pretty. The times it continues before black-out and/or sleep are horrible and not time-able by the person feeling it.