Dialogue

I anxiously stated, "I was sick with a fever last night!"

"But you look good now," replied Mr. Van Camp.

"Because I went to the hospital," I mumbled, "the doctor said my temperature was 45 degrees! So all last night I was on I.V. fluids."

"You can still work with an I.V. !"

I moaned, "But the I.V. was in my right hand so I couldn't write!"

"Why didn't you text with your left hand? You can still work with your left hand," Mr. Van Camp suggested.

"The nurse put ice on my head to make me feel cooler," I cried, "but in when the I.V. was down, the ice melted on my head! The water flowed down myself and my phone! It is broken!"