my weekend...
ok, the family and I left for Stone Mt on friday. i had been feeling sick but we had a wedding to be in and such so i sacked up and away we went. Friday night was ok, Leigh drove almost the whole way. My wife is a real trooper. we set up camp said hi to a few folks and went to bed. next morning I feel like a truck drove through lungs. we went to the event field where everybody else was. i continued to slide down the slipery slope of illness. by noon i was in the motorhome of my inlaws shivering beneath a blanket. that evening was a bacherlor party for a friend. we ate, they drank, and i sulked off to my tent early. i got up a while later feeling a little better and went to see what the drunks were doing. two of them were tormenting this drunk surfer chick. it was a good thing.
the next morning i awoke to cold. so cold in fact that i couldn't stop shaking. at this point i thought, "maybe i should see a doctor about this." after an examination i was told that i had a severe sinus infection and a touch of pneumonia in the left lung. OH GOODY!!! ten days of rest and an assortment of drugs is what's going on now. nw if you'll excuse me i'm off to slip into a nice comfortable coma.
the next morning i awoke to cold. so cold in fact that i couldn't stop shaking. at this point i thought, "maybe i should see a doctor about this." after an examination i was told that i had a severe sinus infection and a touch of pneumonia in the left lung. OH GOODY!!! ten days of rest and an assortment of drugs is what's going on now. nw if you'll excuse me i'm off to slip into a nice comfortable coma.