The Adventures of Captain Imperfecto : Cabin Fever

Friday, November 16, 2012

Cabin Fever

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Nico

November 16th, 2012

The flu is washing over my body, eroding away all the good health I have that has kept my body strong. I’ve been sick the whole month of November. My youngest son is the culprit who gave it to me in the beginning of this month as it continues to hammer away at me daily to the point where I gave it back to my son just recently.

I slept all last weekend which is a rarity since I try to pack the hours my boys and I have together full of fun stuff for them and I. Instead the 72 hours ended up being filled with about $200.00 worth of On Demand movies of cartoon pandas and wooden toys that we have seen over and over.

I lay flat on a perfectly soft and awesomely comfortable bed but the boys choose to lay on the bony parts of my knees and shins. So now the super comfortable comforter rises as high as my knees, so the boys can lay snuggling under them, while I am forced to make a make shift blanket from the laundry that I had intended to fold but is now resting on top of the bed.

I grab a several t-shirts and place them over my chest. I blindly reach over and grab a pair of blue jeans and rest them over my stomach. I fish for all clothes and hook a pair of socks and place them over my thighs. Okay a few pair of socks over my thighs. Until finally, I just grab a smorgasbord of clothing and litter it all over my body.

I laugh at them while they laugh at Kung Fu Panda. The boys continue to snicker at the same place at the same time on the same movie like a laugh track. The giggles fill the air and the sound is better then any sound you would hear at a laugh factory.

I hate to get up. I just want us all to get better. I can’t laugh or talk without coughing which obviously I have been failing at. It’s hard not to distrub them when my legs get numb or I have an itch I want to scratch, but can’t move because I don’t want to disturb the boys. So, I usually, softly, wedge my finger under their body to scratch my itch or flex my feet to stretch my tingling numbness until finally I have no choice but to move.

“It’s the weekend guys,” I say as I climb out of bed.

My cabin fever is already setting in to my anxiety filled body because I have an itch to go out, but I’m too numb with sickness to leave. My boys want to go on an adventure and would be ready to go in an instant but instead they remain in the comfort of the bed. I use better judgment and walk out to the living room and just stare outside like a prisoner longing to taste his freedom.

I turn around and stare at the inside of the house and decide to get my imagination going. So I grab a little bit of this and find a little bit of that. Tie this to that and weigh this down to whatever that is. I extend one end to the other and hang it on that, while I close one end in the bathroom door and drape another end over a chair. Finally it looks like something that resembles something in my mind.

I walk in the bedroom and shake and rattle the boys. They laugh in excitement and begin to chase me. Past the door, down the hall over the couch cushions and into the cabin I made of bed sheets throughout the living room. Catch me if you can boys, let the adventure begin.

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