#7 I miss home
Friday, November 28, 2008
Hush now, my baby
Be still, love, don't cry
Sleep as you're rocked by the stream
Sleep and remember my last lullaby
So I'll be with you when you dream
My brother's down with Hand Foot Mouth. He's running a fever and having a bad headache right now. He woke up at least 3 times in the past hour.
First time round, he walked all around the house, looking for something. And he was murmuring something different every minute.
"I'm looking for money.... my money..."
"Where's the fridge?"
When he eventually calmed down, he told me that he kept thinking that he was stealing something. Sigh... I hate how fevers and headaches make our brains go haywire.
For the subsequent times, he woke up telling us that he was scared, that he didn't want to sleep. Everytime I tell him it's fine, to calm down, that it's okay. I feel the tears threatening to burst out of my tear ducts. Why is this happening to him?
[He just woke up, barely a minute ago. And he was mumbling, "Ok ok ok ok ok ... I don't want I don't want I don't want I don't want" and when I tried to hug him to comfort him, he pushed me away, while his mumbling continued. Now he's back asleep, my heart skips a beat everytime I hear him make a unfamiliar noise. I don't think I'll be sleeping tonight.]
A few year back, when I was still living in Haig Road. I once fell really sick, Headache, Fever and all. And one night, I had a illusion/visual/dream that the world was spinning. My head hurt so much and I was so afraid. I just screamed and screamed and screamed. My screams woke my parents up and I eventually calmed down in my mother's arms. It turned out that the world wasn't spinning but me, who was doing somersaults on the bed.
Laugh all you want, you ought to experience that one day, because it's no joke.
