Thermometer ――Started an image shiritori (#51)

(#50) Traffic jam → "tai" → Thermometer

As someone who prides myself on being a pro at stopping a stopwatch at exactly 10 seconds, I find even the way I run a fever to be beautiful✨✨

Is this really the time to be saying that? (lol) Go to the hospital already👉
――That's what I'd want to say, but I'm the type who can't help but joke around either(￣∀￣)

In addition to the illness I've had from birth, I'm also what you'd call "tonsil-prone," so if I catch even a cold, my temperature hits 38°C or 39°C in no time.
Breaking the 40°C barrier once every few years happens with a frequency that makes me think, "Oh, looks like this is a big year for me♪"

From the perspective of a "fever pro," what I feel every time I get a fever is that, experientially,the 38°C range is the most gruelingto deal with.
Of course, once you break the 40°C barrier, it's a whole different dimension, but the 39°C range can be quite tricky.

From the 37°C range where you think, "Ugh, I feel feverish, did I catch a cold?" to
the 38°C range where you think, "Oh crap, I've got a full-blown cold (*´Д｀)."
My body is hot, my head is heavy, my throat hurts, and it's like going from the Nippon-Ham Fighters to the Yokohama DeNA BayStars (what does that even mean?).

After that, while the peak of the misery continues for a while and I'm groaning in pain,
Huh? Did I get a little better?――There are moments when it feels that way experientially.
My body still feels sluggish, but my head feels a little clearer, and there's even a premonition that maybe I've passed the worst of it?...

So, I think, let's see... and measure it with a thermometer――

No way, it's still climbing!

I was still in the middle of climbing the heart-breaking slope on the outbound journey of the fever-climbing marathon
(￣∀￣)
――that's a case that happens quite often.

Well, it's a kind of natural high, or maybe my brain, sensing the danger that things are about to get bad, is pumping out endorphins, but regardless, even though my body feels "sluggish and heavy" (ⒸKyoko Fukada at Alinamin A), there are times when my consciousness suddenly starts to feel strangely sharp――that's usually the entrance to the 39°C range.
(*This is a personal opinion)

Changing the subject a bit, speaking of thermometers, recent ones display digital numbers like in a meme image, so they are very easy to see and great (o^-')b♪.

However, the mercury thermometers used before that all had an upper limit of 42°C from every manufacturer, but do you know the reason why?

If you took biology or chemistry in high school, this might be common knowledge, but proteins have the property of coagulating when heated.
A familiar example is a boiled egg.
If you watch the boiling process, you can see the protein gradually hardening into white at a certain point. The temperature at which this coagulation begins is42°C.

Needless to say, about 20% of the human body is made of protein.
The fact that 20% of that protein turns into a boiled egg state means that life can no longer be sustained.

That's why thermometers don't need a scale above 42°C.
Because that is the borderline of life...

By the way, my personal record seems to have been41.6°C.
I say "seems to have been" because I don't remember it myself.

It was the early winter of my 15th year, the year of my high school entrance exams, and I was bedridden with my usual fever (*1) that I would bring on like an annual event, but that time the fever was more intense than usual, and by the night of the first day I was bedridden, it had easily crossed the 40°C mark.

Even when the morning of the second day came, the fever showed no signs of going down, and experientially, I couldn't even tell if this was a real morning or a morning in a dream.
Or rather, I think my consciousness was so hazy that it was too much trouble to even try to distinguish it.

My mother's voice that morning saying, "Oh no, your fever is still going up," is my last memory.

The next time I woke up was three days later.

I had been rushed to the hospital by ambulance on the morning of the second day, and it seems I barely managed to survive thanks to emergency surgery.
Apparently, my pre-existing condition and acute tonsillitis had formed a uniquely powerful tag team, and according to my attending physician, he really thought I wasn't going to make it this time, he said with a look of relief.
And that was when I heard that my upper body temperature had reached 41.6°C.

The pity is that this was in the 1980s; if it were today, maybe someone thoughtful might have taken a picture of the monitor screen showing that 41.6°C with their smartphone... ← No, even today, there probably aren't any medical staff that laid-back (￣o￣)

In any case, I must have been in a state like this back then.

Oops, is it already this time?
I have to film a video for the 10-second stopwatch stop challenge on YouTube. ← Who would even watch that (￣∀￣)

With that said,
I hope that tomorrow, as many people as possible
will have a wonderful day that is a perfect fit for their current dreams and goals 👍

■ Bonus

This is the car before the current one in this image word chain train (51st car). If anyone felt curious about the title "Traffic Jam" and the joke image on the bottom right, please feel free to take a look when you have some time. I might be so happy that my body temperature breaks through the 41.6°C limit! ♪ ← Don't do that