I blame it on the fever

This weekend I had a bad fever. One of those ones where you become delusional. Like for instance my husband came up to our room to see if I needed anything. He slowly and quietly opened the door and apparently I was sitting up with a wide eyed look. He asked what's wrong and I said shhh...I can hear you thinking downstairs and it hurts my head. And then I said the red coats will be here soon. I have NO recollection of this at all. My husband put me back down on the bed and put a cold cloth on my forehead. I started crying saying I'll never be a mother and how can my husband stand to be around me. When he was leaving I said Goodnight Prince Harry keep fighting the good fight (My husband kinda sorta has a resemblance of the Prince) Again no recollection.