In Which Ella Gets a Fever for the First Time in Two Years

As it turns out, waking up with a fever, a headache, and a very sore throat kind of puts a damper on your day’s plans, especially when you don’t have any access to Tylenol, Motrin, or Advil.

Pretty much all I did today was nap and count down the hours until my mom would get home with some sort of acetaminophen or ibuprofen. It was not very fun.

My plan to write about my day as it happens is being postponed until I’m no longer sick. Somehow, Ella lies in bed and feels horrible doesn’t sound like a very interesting topic.

For now, I will leave you with a picture of me from a few summers ago when I climbed a tree and then refused to move because I was too scared of heights. And nothing relates more to sickness than tree climbing.

I believe there was a lot of persuasion and a step ladder involved to get me back on the ground.

For the month, you can find me updating my word count on NaNoWriMo here. (I need to do it more regularly so that it doesn’t become flat for a few days, only to receive an enormous spike, indicating that I somehow magically wrote about twelve thousand words in one day.)

And as always, you can also find me on tumblr at, if, you know, you’re into that kind of thing.