钟琬婷8年级作文《Being ill》

Being   Ill

It was just another common, leisurely day, but then, something seemed to be wrong with me. There was a stabbing pain in my head and I didn’t feel like doing anything during the lessons. Maybe it was just lack of rest, I consoled myself. A good nap at noon and I would be as fresh as ever.

Gosh, what has happened to the air conditioning? I complained as I gave an involuntary shudder, feeling cold and tired.

Even more exhausted in the afternoon, I spent most of my lessons with my mind drifting off to somewhere else. During self-study, I felt so uncomfortable that the numbers in my math exercise book seemed to be swimming in front of me. I couldn’t concentrate on my calculation and no matter how hard I tried, my brain stubbornly refused to work properly, so I rested my head on my desk in a stupor instead.

I didn’t actually understand what was happening when I was called clown to take photographs. It felt as if I was on fire from head to foot. Even my eyelids burned. My head was pounding with the pain and my stomach twitched.

Strength was draining from my body. I swayed on the spot, hardly able to walk properly. Seeing this, two classmates of mine immediately helped me go to the hospital wing.

I staggered into the room, stammering something about not wanting to bother the school medic. ‘You are in a critical condition. You must stay here! They argued and pressed me into a chair.

The medic decided in an instant that I was having a fever. She took my temperature—38.5℃ —thus suggesting me to go to the hospital.

Nevertheless, half an hour later, I was sitting in the hospital, waiting for my prescription. After receiving an injection, I went home, feeling extraordinarily dizzy. My appetite was totally destroyed by my temperature, so I had only a small bowl of porridge before going to bed. My temperature rose and fell repeatedly. By next morning, I had cooled down considerably, dropping from 39.3℃ to 38.5℃.

The hours dawdled away and I counted the minutes dully, feeling bored to death. Staring at the ceiling blankly, I thought of how much they had learned during biology and how much fun they were having in PE, while I was having absolutely nothing to do except lying in bed. It was painful being ill. Apart from suffering from sickness physically, I was tortured mentally. Health really is golden. Without it, there is literally nothing I can do.

My temperature rose significantly at noon, topping 39.5℃. Thus, I was taken to the hospital, where I received an infusion. This was the first time I had ever received such a thing, I thought bitterly, as I watched the liquid in the bottle drip slowly into the tube that was connected to my veins below. And I have never been so seriously ill.

Even though the infusion was supposed to cool me down efficiently, I got steadily worse after I returned home. At 6 o’clock I reached a burning 40℃. My limbs were numb and cold while my skin was hot. I was so weak that I could barely walk, and I panted in order to regain my breath. ‘Quick, call 120, call 120, I can’t last any longer……’ I moaned, feeling strength draining from my body. It was terrible to be in this kind of situation. I even thought that I might die if help didn’t come soon.

My parents were anxious seeing the state I was in. they rubbed alcohol on my skin——on the neck, the forehead and the armpits where important arteries passed. I cooled down as alcohol took away my heat when it evaporated and even more fortunately, I began to perspire.

My temperature kept dropping. However, I didn’t want to eat, for whenever I swallow anything, even water, I would promptly vomit it all out.

Luckily, I got much better during the night. Next morning, my temperature had returned to normal, and after taking a whole day’s rest. I was able to return to school on Friday. How wonderful it was to resume my daily routines after 3 days of serious illness!

I shall never forget this terrible experience. Health is the most important thing to us, and we should all treasure it dearly, for without it, the other things we have are all meaning less. Only with a strong and healthy body can we live and work happily and energetically.

       广东实验中学  初二（1）班  钟琬婷