I can only remember one other time, years ago in Rochester, NY, when I was exhausted, and trying hard to focus on life around me. I had a bad case of kidney infection, with ecoli, and was running a temperature of 105. The bout lasted for about two weeks. My physician had given me very expensive antibiotics to clear it up. I was almost delirious, I guess. During the nights, I'd sweat like crazy, then the fever would break and I'd huddle under tons of blankets shivering and having 'goose-chills'. It was a tiring cycle until it finally subsided. I remember one night, in the 'heat of the battle', someone, barely audible, yelling at me; I turned and saw the person in question, as though I were seeing them from far, far away and fuzzy. What was it they said? "You're nothing but a #%!*@ hypochondriac!" oh well.
During those two weeks,one of the things I was concerned about was the fact that I was supposed to show up for jury duty in the coming week. In my delerium I fretted about it. Sure enough, one day the phone rang, so I crawled over to answer it. A woman on the other end said, "This is the Jury Department....". I cut her off with,"Oh migosh, I'm so glad you called! I can't make it next week; I'm sick! I'm not trying to get out of it, I swear! Ever since I was a little kid, I have looked forward to jury duty, because my father said it was an honor and a civilian's duty...he served on jury duty and taught us kids it was our responsibility, too, so you see...I'm not trying to get out of it, ....honestly!"
There was a long pause on the other end of the phone.
Finally, the woman said, "...Uh...lady, I don't know what you thought I said, but I just wanted to let you know that the JEWELRY Department at Penney's is having a sale tomorrow". oh.