Systemus Overwhelmus

It seems to me I've at last succeeded in fulfilling some sort of mission or post. I ought to feel some remorse, remission, or gratitude. I feel neither of these though with things already figured. Then at once my charge slipped into some sort of paralytic stupor or slump. The burning maledictus had taken it's hold with an overwhelming whole body response to his system. It's called the systemus overwhelmus for very good reason. At some point, the fever, chills, writters, blood pressure changes, shortness of breath, and abundance of swelling set in as the inflammation had gone beyond local. Other manifestations may be nausea and vomiting with appetite loss as the burning conquers and grows. That's all thanks to the white blood and other types of immune system cells which have come out in droves.

Ordinarily they'd be able to just suppress whatever or let it off with a whole body affliction. Though in this case I've done exceedingly well that it seems. Only the good Lord then can save these from death and not a few half hearted whole fever cures. The ancients too thought it could be cured by the letting of blood so much so that it struck the people they intended to help by bleeding them dry I suppose. They had an idea of sorts but the wrong kind of notion. Me, I'm just trying to help never mind the occasional bottle of resident poison. Never mind that, with it being kept safe on a shelf. That's not for you to worry about of course.