Well, we went back to the doctors today for C's weekly check-up, and it turns out he has bronchitis, if not the beginning of pneumonia. He’s been running a fairly high fever for the past week or so, and had recently developed a wet cough. We alerted Craig's doctor, and after listening to C’s chest, Dr. F decided on another chest x-ray. Sure enough, something was brewing (we dodged a bullet, big time). He's now on a 5-day antibiotic, which should kill just about anything. Perhaps this was helping to drag him down. Hopefully, by treating this infection, he'll get a kick back in his step.
In other news, Craig’s been having some funky dreams again. This time, he was going on a double date with Steve Buscemi and two Brazilian women (though Craig didn’t have a date??). Apparently, Steve was wearing cologne, which prompted C to ask, ‘are you wearing cologne’. (I just tell like it is, folks.) Steve replied, ‘yes, but don’t tell anyone; this is part of my trick’. Craig then asked him if he dated much, and then dramatically put his hand on his forward, mimicking Steve’s response. ?? He was goofy in his delivery, almost kid-like. This was the most lucid and alive I’ve seen him in a while. I wish I had recorded the moment; it was as though the old Craig was back, if only for a second. Strangely, a few minutes later, he vomited.
After cleaning up his vomit, I went to the family room to document our little exchange. Craig called out for me, and asked what I was up to. (He’s been asking for me a lot, which is comforting.) I went into his room, laid on the other bed, and chatted while he rested. He asked whether I’d find it strange that he’s been dreaming in different voices/ethnicities. He said when his fever was at its peak, he was dreaming everything in Spanish. His washcloth became a bandana and everything was segmented into little parts of Mexico. Later, he dreamt in SE Asian, which country specifically, I'm not quite sure. He also said that when he dreams, he feels like his stomach is laid out in little segments, similar to an accordion. These segments also have separate ethnicities. Apparently, a little Italian family lives in his stomach. Cracked me up!
C also mentioned a conversation he had with Emily, where they were joking about his ‘deadbeat’ status. As example: she’s always having to come over to his apartment; he never talks to her for any length and often falls asleep; he never buys her dinner or eats her home-cooked meals; he kicks her in his sleep (nightmares); he has a job but never goes, etc. He often says that it’s frustrating that their ‘dates’ so far mostly involve her coming over only to watch him sleep or vomit. ;) I told him that he’ll make up for it, soon enough.
After this lucid moment, C vomited, making it 2 for 2. Strange. Anyhow, it was nice to have this exchange. I hope more are to come. –J
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