The week from hell
I feel like I'm being punished for something I did and I don't know what it was. Here's why....so, on Sunday, I woke up all sneezy and snotty and stuff. Go off to my new church choir gig, blahblah, go to the Bazaar Bizarre (which was awesome, just didn't buy anything), then went over to Chris and Lisa's (andrew's bro) house for Hanukkah dinner. It was fine, the kids were spoiled to death and I wanted to barf, but that's normal. hahaha. So Monday comes along, cold is coming along a little worse. Then Tues morning I wake up at 230am and start getting sick (not to be gross, but it was nasty). I started puking then at 345, and still had to go to work. So I drag my ass down to Davis Sq (somehow made it there without puking in the street or shitting my pants...sorry). I get there, open the store and then sit down (with my head over the trashcan) til 7am until Dan gets there and I can leave. so I get home, Andrew is still here and I send him over to 7-11 to get some gatorade and stuff...and he comes back and is like "Ummm, i don't feel so well." Then HE starts getting sick too. So he calls out and we wallow in despair all day long. Luckily Dev got someone to come in on Wed for me, so I didn't have to go to work, so i could concentrate on feeling better. Felt better, but hadn't really eaten much by Thurs morning. So I go back to work, have half a bagel, then on the way home decide to go shopping at 7-11 in the beginnings of the massive snowstorm we had. I decide it's a good idea to eat Stouffer's red box french bread pizza. BIG MISTAKE. By 7 pm I'm feeling like hell again, trying to vomit just to get it out. Then Andrew managed to clog up the toilet at 1030pm. I'm going to spare the gory details, but let's just say there was a bucket involved and I'll also throw in there that I am glad I live in a time of indoor plumbing. Soooo, then the trauma to my throat from all the throwing up (or just heaving) this week wreaked havoc on my voice. This morning at work I sounded like Peter Brady, then it just disappeared completely. So that's where I am, a singer without a voice. Awesome. But at least the toilet is fixed....