Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me.
I rarely get sick, so I was lucky I got full attendance for my entire secondary school life. When I fall sick, though, it will be really, really extreme. Last night, I was tossing and turning for hours just because of a dry throat and a 'runny' nose - so many tissue papers wasted. When I drank water, it was like pouring a drop of dew to a desert - my throat got burning sensations every few seconds or so.
I guess I had the whole package: dry throat, runny nose, scratchy left ear, cold/flu, headache, slight fever, weak legs, cold fingers, non-stop sweating AND thudding behind eyes. I switched off my fan, then wrapped myself like a mummy using my thick blanket. I was half-awake, half asleep and very irritated.
This morning when my feet touched the floor, an instant shock of cold surged up. SO COLD! Even the slightly chilly water was freezing to my hands.
This morning when my feet touched the floor, an instant shock of cold surged up. SO COLD! Even the slightly chilly water was freezing to my hands.
I took my breakfast - no way fighting a virus without energy. After that I took my medicine with gulps of warm water, then sneezed all the way back to my room and back into my bed.
I felt powerless to do anything to cure myself and just let myself drift back to sleep. I prayed, I wished, I hoped.
I once was lost, but now I'm found...
A thought oozed into my mental attic, like sunlight slanting in through a window. I remembered, four years ago I was caught in a situation similar to this - a sudden illness. Back then, I was in a worse form - trembling from cold, mind shut off and severe thudding throughout my whole body. I'd battled the sickness in my sleep, literally, then the next morning I was myself again, attending classes and meeting friends without them ever detecting anything wrong with me. Miraculous. The thought cheered me up considerably and boosted my confidence.
Was blind, but now I see.
So with this thought in mind, I pulled on a sweater and came to college (yeah, I'm still in my college's computer lab). After taking medicine, I was feeling a little drowsy, but I forced myself to stay awake - listening to lectures and even taking down notes with my cold hand.
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, and grace my fears relieved...
Had a 'snack' with a gang of friends at McDonald's. Food and coffee really helped a lot. I felt better and was content enough listening to my friends chatting away. Those chats lifted my mind away from the fact that I was still ill and it really helped me to regain my full consciousness.
How precious did that grace appear, the hour I first believed.
I lunched with my friends, being careful to choose 'patient food'. In this case, it was spaghetti bolognaise and hot barley. Hanging out with friends can really be curative.
Through many dangers, toils and snares, I have already come;
So here I am, feeling much better and will be attending Orientation Night, which will start in about two hours. How miraculous is the power of believing!
’Tis grace has brought me safe thus far, and grace will lead me home.
