Why I'm Happy Summer is Over

The sun viciously beats down.  Tar bubbles; heat steams up off the pavement.

Sweat beads on my face, constantly dripping.


My face is so flushed I look like a cooked lobster.

Livid bruises in all shades of red, purple, green, and yellow cover my arms and legs.

I feel like I'm trying to breathe underwater-the air is thick with humidity.

My hands tremble, getting tingly and numb as the seconds progress.

Multicolored dots cloud my vision, increasing until my world is black.

I am falling.  My ears roar with the sound of crashing waves. 

This post was written in response tothis week's RemembeRED prompt from Write on Edge.
Writing short posts is an excellent way to flex your word choice muscles. Which word is the most clear? Poignant? Direct?  This week I want you to conjure something. An object, a person, a feeling, a color, a season- whatever you like. But don’t tell me what it is, conjure it.
You have 100 words, use them wisely. And yes- you so can do this!

Here's a little background info on this post.  I have a bleeding disorder called vonWillebrand's disease.  My blood doesn't clot right, and it really affects me in the summer.  I am usually okay when the weather is cooler, though.  I really can't even go out in summer because I faint constantly.  So I sit in the air conditioning whenever it's hot.  And I pretty  much hate summer, because I've had a lot of bad experiences where people did nothing when I fainted.  I will always remember fainting in the doorway to an ice cream store (literally half inside the store, half outside) and no one even asked me if I was okay.  All I needed was one person to be nice and see if I needed anything (I really needed some cold water) but no one did and I couldn't even sit up for a half hour.  People just stared at me and walked over me to get in and out of the store.  It was awful.