9 Mile Drainage

We made camp that evening at the 9 Mile Drainage on the park road. I had definitely been on autopilot the entire day; it was cold, windy, and my enjoyment level was low. We worked as quickly as possible to stomp out a landing zone for our tent, brew water, and get into our bags. At some point I took off my sweat soaked clothes and put dry warm capilene and down on. After eating and drinking we climbed into the tent. That's when I started to shake. I would say that I was shivering, but I wasn't; I was shaking uncontrollably throughout my entire body. Even my legs were getting into the act with convulsions. This was not good.
    I do very well in the cold, so for me to be laying in dry clothes in an extremely warm bag in -20 temps shaking like a leaf in the wind was scary. Jeremy kept a close eye on me, and I rolled out of my bag and donned my down jacket. I then grabbed my nalgene with boiling water in it and tucked it into my jacket. Its warmth was unbelieveable and I forced myself to relax my body. This seemed to work--I had to calm down and force myself to stop shaking. Sleep came soon afterwards, though I do remember waking up a few times that night in a sweat and being chilled. Morning came and we proceeded to break camp: more boiling water, eating, drinking, filling our thermos.....it took two hours, as anticipated. I was weak, sick, but warm. It was time to make a move further into the park.