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it's like a weird yet appropriate joke in context
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seperis
I apparently have a cough and a fever (but no congestion, which is good except I am afraid because where is it, then?), which has sent my health paranoia into overdrive. To quote amireal:

seperis: I have a cough but no congestion and a fever.
amireal: I understand.
seperis: I am disconcerted.
amireal: probably a mild virus
seperis: I'm supposed to be writing toppyMerlin.
amireal: not everyone gets sick and then immediately needs the hospital
amireal: you are just special like that

Which is, you know, depressingly true. Also, the last time I went to Chicago and saw snow was also the reason two or three weeks later I had multiple doctors marveling over my x-rays and getting up close and personal with oxygen nose things and developed a delightful sensitivity to latex. However, let me point out, I still finished my remix while feverish and I forever feel I get huge points for writing a remix while vaguely hallucinating and clinging to an inhaler.

(And let me say, healing up the latex--thing--was a bitch. The remix was pretty good. I read it later and was really impressed how I kept like, sentence structure and all.)

Of course, svmadelyn was much more sensitive:

seperis: I have a fever.
seperis: This is not of the good, yeah?
svmadelyn: dawww.
svmadelyn: chicago vs. jenn
svmadelyn: chicago: 1; jenn: 0
seperis: Chicago - 2.
seperis: I picked up my second bout of pneumonia there in 2007.
seperis: Ami says normal people get fevers and don't need to go to the hospital.
seperis: *bewildered*
svmadelyn: this is true!

I feel loved.

Well, mostly, I feel no longer a vibe for writing porn, but an unbearable urge to write a long, long, long h/c where Arthur has a fever and Merlin takes care of him with like, ten pages of nothing but cuddling under blankets and drinking mulled wine and burrowing for warmth. Wow, that's not transparent at all, is it?

...or perhaps one where a terrible plague hits Camelot and Merlin is locked up in Arthur's quarters while Uther is out of the city and Arthur is left as regent and they burn the dead in the streets. Oh please. Like no one saw that coming.

*curls up* No congestion. We will go with that.
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For the record, if you write either of these fics I would totally love you. And I hope you feel better, darlin'.

I kind of am in that stage of fannish obsession where I pretty much wnat to write anythign that comes into my head. *crosses fingers* Attracted to the plague one, though, so much.

Thank you. *hugs*

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*huddles with you* Ou rlives suck.

ALSO SEND MORE WINGFIC. KTHX.

Well, mostly, I feel no longer a vibe for writing porn, but an unbearable urge to write a long, long, long h/c where Arthur has a fever and Merlin takes care of him with like, ten pages of nothing but cuddling under blankets and drinking mulled wine and burrowing for warmth. Wow, that's not transparent at all, is it?

...or perhaps one where a terrible plague hits Camelot and Merlin is locked up in Arthur's quarters while Uther is out of the city and Arthur is left as regent and they burn the dead in the streets. Oh please. Like no one saw that coming.


To be perfectly honest, I'm sure that I'd love either one of these, but I feel like the second would probably end up hot like burning. ...In case you were interested in opinions.

...weirdly, it was actually originally what was with the one where Merlin was being a good servant, but it didn't work yet. I wnated to know the characters better before I have Arthur executing plague victims by the sword and locking Morgana and Gwen and Merlin up in the castle.

Now I am reading it again. Hmm.

hey! i had that a week ago! write fic now.

*stares at you* Write me fic first.

Ooooh, I had a virus like that. I felt like I was coming down with a cold and then suddenly dried up and I thought, "Oh, well. Oh." and then the next day I coughed it was like....the lovechild of coughing and growling and perhaps thunder. Maybe a little James Earl Jones impersonates a lion. And then I realized, "Oh, I'm breathing funny and am probably not getting enough oxygen to my braine." And passed out.

It's a good thing you have an inhaler. And you caught it before it became pneumonia, yes? YEEEES??

Yes, this. The lovechild of coughing and thunder and razors or soemthing.

*sad* *hugs you* I am glad you are okay. i'm getting my inhaler renewed like, today.

Feel better soon, bb. DON'T GET PNEUMONIA AGAIN.

I AM TRYING.

(ALSO I LOVE YOUR ICON!)

I hope you'll feel better soon. <3

(And if you write either one of those fics, I'd totally be jumping for joy.)

*crosses fingers* I am hoping for boht, yes.

I hope you feel better soon! (And that you get one of the fics you've mentioned in this entry written. Or anything, really- your stories are always so awesome).

Thank you! *fingers crossed* I am greedy--I want to be well nad to write.

*pets you and feeds you tea*

As I am exhausted and getting sick myself (WAH! Sore throat coming on! WAH! :( ), that's unfortunately all I've got.

I'm sorry I UTTERLY FAILED to read that thing today. Tomorrow?

*hugs*

My throat is so not happy from the razor-like coughing. Np on reading. I'm still writing it. Sort of.

[loves]

I would love to read sick cuddly emoporn. In fact, emoporn is my new favorite word. I would also love to read the one where they burn the dead in the streets, but let's save that for a rainy day, yeah?

No congestion is of the good. It's probably your body being all shocky because you subjected it to different climates too rapidly--as my mom would day, take an antihistamine (which she prescribes for everything from headache to broken-bone-style stabbing pains) and drink lots and lots of liquids and stay very warm and covered. The cough may be from post-nasal drip, which will not feel like chest congestion but will still make your throat feel scratchy and make you cough. Possibly try a hot toddy*, which--even if it doesn't actually cure you--at least makes you very very oblivious to how bad you actually feel. [grins]

Looked for you on AIM, but didn't see you. [hugs tight] Hope you feel better soon, honey.

* My mom's hot toddy: boiling water, brandy, and honey in your preferred proportions. The hot water warms you up, the honey soothes your throat, and the brandy goes straight to your head. Very effective, especially if you do not have to operate heavy machinery.

I am staring at this hot toddy idea like whoa. *stares, eyes wide*

I WOULD READ THAT. times 8 billionty, i would read that.

I always hit a point right before finals week where all I want to read is stories where people fall asleep, and snuggle while they're asleep, and wake up briefly but are so nice and warm that they fall right back to sleep.

Ugh, hope you feel better soon!

You have my sympathies. Last Friday I had a cough and fever but no congestion. I too was all what the hell? But then by Sat evening the congestion (and sore throat; let's not omit that) had kicked in and the world was somewhat on a normal axis. It is apparently going around. Though I live in NJ which is not really all that close to Chicago.

Hope you are feeling better soon or that you at least understand what type of illness it is you have. Things that start with a cough are disconcerting to me, too.

P.P.S. Yeah, that fic, go ahead and write that. :)

Hope you feel better -- the weather has been weirdly dry lately and it's been killing my sinuses. Maybe we are hothouse flowers unsuited for dry climates.