Why is it that whenever I get a question like this, a song comes to my mind? Remember that old sultry, burlesque type song, "You Give Me Fever"? A female sang it--I can't remember who it was. "Fever all through the night..." It's going through my head now. Gonna have to resort to Google or it will drive me crazy!
Anyhow, after the song, the first memory that comes to mind is my bout with the measles when I was 6 years old. My mom was trying to get me to drink lots of liquids to help bring down my raging fever, but all I wanted was juice. We were out of juice and there had been a massive snowstorm going on outside--typical for a Michigan winter. Mrs. Olfelt, our neighbor across the street, was going to the store and offered to buy some juice. She had to throw it over a big snow bank in front of our front door to get it to my mom. When my mom got back in with the juice, she found me laying under my bed trying to get the screws out of the bedframe with my bare hands. Yep, I was delirious from the fever. Fun times!
My brother scared the heck out of me once when he was delirious with a fever, too. It was my parents' bowling night, and we were old enough to stay home alone and fend for ourselves. My brother had been in bed sleeping and I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth when he suddenly got up and started opening and closing all the doors in the hallway. He kept muttering something about the door frames being crooked, the hinges bent, and the doors not fitting right. I was getting a little freaked out but finally talked him into going back to bed.
It's kind of funny now that I think about it. What is it about fevers and hardware in my family?
P.S. Peggy Lee. "Fever when you hold me tight."
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