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So, I am _not_ in Maryland right now.
See, several months ago, Lionel asked if I'd like to go to a Retailers Summit with him in Baltimore. I jumped at the chance. Unfortunately, my immune system was not on my side. As I mentioned before, I got sick on Thursday night, but went to work on Friday. Well, as the day went on, I got progressively worse. I barely managed to get through the day, and it was mostly due to the fact that Michael was there from 5:00 on to help and support me. So I went home, took a shower, and crawled into bed. We watched Dr. Who while waiting for Genevieve to get home, and soon after I went to sleep.
Saturday morning brought more deciet from my body of betterness. My stomach still felt a little sour and my body was a teensy bit achy, but I felt well enough to try the day. Michael brought me to work and decided to hang out for a little while. We bought a could packs of Pirates and played. Having the distraction helped quite a bit. The day was already going at at least twice the speed of Friday. Michael left to go get lunch, but said he'd come back after and maybe watch an episode of Dr. Who with me before going out 'til later. While he was gone I tried doing some smaller things around the store. I was doing my best over those couple days to keep the store as in shape as possible and keep up with things without over doing it. I was doing okay. I tired myself out, but that was something I figured I could solve by sitting a while.
Then, I ate something. To be fair, I ate something a little heavier then maybe I should have, but that's all it took.
Michael came back and we did watch some TV, but soon after I started getting a fever.
And, long story short, eventually I got a hold of Bevan and she came to cover the last couple of hours for me while Michael took me home. I don't know what I would have done without him that day.
Actually, I don't know what I would have done without Genevieve and Michael this whole weekend. Then took such great care of me. They snuggled me, Genevieve kept me hydrated and nourished, Michael stayed with me at work. I love my family.
I ended up reluctantly calling out of the show. I was supposed to review Rob, but I could barely get out of bed and didn't think it was necessary to inflict an audience of people with stomach plague. I had a small bit to eat and went to sleep. Oreo had come in right after Genevieve and Michael left for the show and he slept with me up until they got home. Then I slept for another eight hours.
Yesterday was spent mostly relaxing and in bed. We went out just for a bit for food. I had a bland sandwhich for lunch and we stopped at the supermarket and I got a bunch of soup and some ice pops. Unfortunately, hard as I tried, I couldn't miraculously get myself better in time to leave last night for Baltimore. I was really disappointed, but it was definately the best idea. I was still getting horrible stomach pains and emergeny bathroom visits. And my energy is shot.
So, we had a mini Lost marathon. We got through five episodes!
Unfortunately I've yet to actually be able to enjoy my new corset or any extra curricular activities I was hoping it would encourage (including practicing for the burlesque show). But I'm sure when I'm better, that'll change. (Possibly on my birthday. :D And even if not, fortunately I was actually able to purchase the corset, so I've got plenty of time.)
Anyway, I got to sleep early last night and by around nine or so this morning I couldn't fall back asleep. I'd spend so much time in bed I couldn't get comfortable anymore. So here I am, in my living room, on the couch in front of the windows. Me on one side with my laptop, Genevieve across with hers. It's nice.
I am so grateful for everything Genevieve and Michael did for me this weekend. Hopefully I'll be feeling even better tomorrow. And my birthday is on Wednesday. I'm-a be so spoiled. :D Even if all we do is watch Lost or something.
Okay, I should try to do something productive while I'm home-ridden and go to school and see what this week looks like.
See, several months ago, Lionel asked if I'd like to go to a Retailers Summit with him in Baltimore. I jumped at the chance. Unfortunately, my immune system was not on my side. As I mentioned before, I got sick on Thursday night, but went to work on Friday. Well, as the day went on, I got progressively worse. I barely managed to get through the day, and it was mostly due to the fact that Michael was there from 5:00 on to help and support me. So I went home, took a shower, and crawled into bed. We watched Dr. Who while waiting for Genevieve to get home, and soon after I went to sleep.
Saturday morning brought more deciet from my body of betterness. My stomach still felt a little sour and my body was a teensy bit achy, but I felt well enough to try the day. Michael brought me to work and decided to hang out for a little while. We bought a could packs of Pirates and played. Having the distraction helped quite a bit. The day was already going at at least twice the speed of Friday. Michael left to go get lunch, but said he'd come back after and maybe watch an episode of Dr. Who with me before going out 'til later. While he was gone I tried doing some smaller things around the store. I was doing my best over those couple days to keep the store as in shape as possible and keep up with things without over doing it. I was doing okay. I tired myself out, but that was something I figured I could solve by sitting a while.
Then, I ate something. To be fair, I ate something a little heavier then maybe I should have, but that's all it took.
Michael came back and we did watch some TV, but soon after I started getting a fever.
And, long story short, eventually I got a hold of Bevan and she came to cover the last couple of hours for me while Michael took me home. I don't know what I would have done without him that day.
Actually, I don't know what I would have done without Genevieve and Michael this whole weekend. Then took such great care of me. They snuggled me, Genevieve kept me hydrated and nourished, Michael stayed with me at work. I love my family.
I ended up reluctantly calling out of the show. I was supposed to review Rob, but I could barely get out of bed and didn't think it was necessary to inflict an audience of people with stomach plague. I had a small bit to eat and went to sleep. Oreo had come in right after Genevieve and Michael left for the show and he slept with me up until they got home. Then I slept for another eight hours.
Yesterday was spent mostly relaxing and in bed. We went out just for a bit for food. I had a bland sandwhich for lunch and we stopped at the supermarket and I got a bunch of soup and some ice pops. Unfortunately, hard as I tried, I couldn't miraculously get myself better in time to leave last night for Baltimore. I was really disappointed, but it was definately the best idea. I was still getting horrible stomach pains and emergeny bathroom visits. And my energy is shot.
So, we had a mini Lost marathon. We got through five episodes!
Unfortunately I've yet to actually be able to enjoy my new corset or any extra curricular activities I was hoping it would encourage (including practicing for the burlesque show). But I'm sure when I'm better, that'll change. (Possibly on my birthday. :D And even if not, fortunately I was actually able to purchase the corset, so I've got plenty of time.)
Anyway, I got to sleep early last night and by around nine or so this morning I couldn't fall back asleep. I'd spend so much time in bed I couldn't get comfortable anymore. So here I am, in my living room, on the couch in front of the windows. Me on one side with my laptop, Genevieve across with hers. It's nice.
I am so grateful for everything Genevieve and Michael did for me this weekend. Hopefully I'll be feeling even better tomorrow. And my birthday is on Wednesday. I'm-a be so spoiled. :D Even if all we do is watch Lost or something.
Okay, I should try to do something productive while I'm home-ridden and go to school and see what this week looks like.