The Fever Code Novels & Stories

"Oh, I remember. His name is Ruphias. I overhead Itzel's ma and ma talking about him. They said he died from a fever. Do you know what a fever is?" "Well, fever is a situation where a person's normal body temperature is higher than normal." "Like what is happening to Itzel?" "Uhm yes. But fever might not necessarily be due to a disease or an outbreak." "But that was what killed Ruphias and it is exactly what is happening to Itzel." Aelfric sighed. "Beeta..." There was a rattling sound at the door, they both turned their heads in it's direction. Beeta got up from where she was squatted and ran towards the door. "Ma? Ma is that you?"

Picked her up. She was burning up. "Marcus!" I yelled. He appeared. Groggy. "What's wrong?" "She has a fever. Feel her." He touched her forehead. "That's high. Get the thermometer." I grabbed it. Under her arm. Digital reading. 101.8°F. "Shit," Marcus said. "That's too high for daycare." "What's the cutoff?" "100.4. Anything over, they send kids home." "So she can't go today?"

Perhaps it was the rain, but in the middle of the night, Kylie woke up feeling unusually dizzy and lightheaded. Her forehead was burning hot to the touch. She struggled to sit up, her body heavy and weak. Her hands fumbled as she reached for the thermometer. A sudden fever—38.8 ℃. Thankfully, there was still half a bottle of fever medicine in the cabinet. Kylie didn't care if it was expired; she swallowed a pill without a second thought.

“I’m such a mess.” Anna caught her hand and squeezed it gently. “You’re not a mess, Viv. You’re just human. Okay?” Vivian gave a weak nod, more tears threatening to fall. Anna reached up and brushed her thumb along Vivian’s cheek, but her expression changed in an instant. “Jesus, you’re burning up!” she said, alarmed. Vivian sighed. “I think I have a fever.” “Oh my God,” Anna muttered, guiding her toward the couch like a worried mother. “Come here, honey.”

She was burning up. “Reese, you feel hot, sweetheart. How are you feeling?” I asked, trying to keep the worry out of my voice. “Not good, Mommy,” she mumbled, her voice small and weak. I quickly grabbed the thermometer from the medicine cabinet and gently took her temperature. The numbers flashed on the screen—101.5°F. My stomach tightened with concern. "Looks like you have a fever," I said softly, brushing a few strands of hair away from her clammy forehead. “I think we’re going to stay home today.”

"Are you awake, how are you feeling?" "I'm fine, thank you" a little shy, since when did we change our address. Another hand pressed on my forehead, warmly dispelling the cold of Dalat weather, helping my body increase temperature. “The fever has gone down, you have a fever of 39.5 degrees, you know?” His worried look warmed my heart. "Do I have a high fever?" " That's right. When I turned to him, he shrank back, his face was pale, his whole body was hot but his mouth was cold. It scares me to death.”

Air-born viruses are man-made, while in Wysteria, if there is a virus, most likely this is acquired from contaminated water or food. "What are the symptoms?" I asked Anisto. My curiosity is not that high especially and that is not my job anymore. "Extremely high fever and vomiting. They are still under monitoring. But the fever is not going down even though we already provided medicine." This answer is problematic. I thought about what he said. There are many possible reasons for having a fever. Fever is caused by a viral infection. The antibodies within are fighting the unknown and unrecognized bacteria that will result in the body by increasing the temperature. Fever is not the disease, bu

she then emphasized the last word. "His Mom would definitely understand him," she said. My cough became worst as my body started to feel tired and the heat that I feel makes me uncomfortable and grumpy. "You okay, Keatton?" Mommy Elise asked. I shook my head, "No, Mom. I feel like I am having a fever," she then extended her arms at me as Mommy Elise placed the back of her hands at my forehead. My palms and my foot started to heat in an awful way.

“Autumn, Sev is having a fever. I’ve bathed him with lukewarm water but his temperature is not dropping. He’s one hundred Fahrenheit. I think we need to bring him to the hospital. I’m calling my husband right now but he’s still busy with his project and it would take him two hours to get here. What do you want me to do? I can’t leave Leah and Kelly alone at the house. Do you want me to give him some medicine? Do you know what he’s allergic to?” My mind went blank. This was simply my worst nightmare. It had always been one whenever Sev had a cold or flu or fever. “Try giving him Acetaminophen and see if the fever’s going down. I’m on my way.” “I’m really sorry, Autumn. I know you’re supposed