Guest Post by Dennis Ernst
My head throbbed and my throat hurt so badly I could hardly swallow. The high fever sapped all my energy and made my world so blurred I could hardly make anything out. I was so sick that the rash that came with the fever was just a mild disturbance. Even though I wasn’t in school yet, my sister had brought home the rubella virus that was going around.
I laid on the couch in the living room, drifting in and out of sleep, wondering how long this was going to last or how long I could last. I was tired of being in this sick body and wanted to go back “Home”, the wonderful place I had come from before getting this body.