Ooooh my lovelies. It’s been quite a week. Let’s catch up a little, shall we?
As I hit the send button on my last post the Hubster and I flew out the door to head off to see the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. It was everything I imagined it would be and more. I can’t quite explain the effect that beautiful harmonies have on me, but this choir just moves me. I was crying before they even finished singing their first song–which was completely embarrassing because we sat right next to the soprano section and one of the women actually glanced over and smiled at me while I was crying. haha
They sang an amazing selection of music that extended far beyond their traditional hymns and “Sunday Music”, including a song from one of my favourite musicals, The Music Man. I was actually jumping in my seat when I saw this on the program and wished that Spart was with me!!
It was an amazing, amazing night–complete with a mad dash to catch our train as soon as the last song finished. It ended just after 10pm, and our train left the station at 10:13. We sprinted the few blocks to Union Station and made it with seconds to spare–which was no small feat in a little black dress.
(We may or may not have collapsed in exhaustion and slept on the train on the way home. I confess nothing.)
On Wednesday I left for an extended long weekend up in B-Town with my family. I didn’t really mean to go so long without posting, I just… let go completely while I was there. I napped, spent oodles of time with my perfect niece and nephew, hung out with Mom & Dad, and had a birthday BBQ at Doodle’s. It was… perfect. It was exactly what I needed to unwind after two crazy months at work and I finally feel relaxed.
…and then I got sick.
Pingo (my niece) had the flu about 10 days ago and no one thought that she was still contagious. So obviously she and I spent the entire weekend together. It was so fun, and I wouldn’t have changed a minute.
…except for the minute(s) on Saturday night when I laid with my face pressed against my bathroom floor, willing the waves of nausea and vomiting to stop. At that point I was hoping that it was just food poisoning. I eventually felt okay and crawled back into bed.
I woke up yesterday feeling like my entire body had died. Every muscle in my body ached. My head was pounding. I had a fever and was on a regular rotation of feeling too hot, then too cold. By 11am I was sobbing because I felt so awful. The poor hubster didn’t even know what to do with me but hold me and run to refill my glass of apple juice whenever I felt like I could keep something down.
It was by far the worst flu that I have had in a long, long time–even worse than the bout of it I had in the spring.
I pretty much stayed in bed all day and made my way through the movies I love to watch when I’m feeling small: Father of the Bride, Sleepless in Seattle, While You Were Sleeping and When Harry Met Sally. By last night I was starting to feel a bit better and was even able to taste the dinner that a very thoughtful friend prepared and brought over for us when he heard that I was sick.
I slept much better last night and awoke fever-less and with much more energy. I took it pretty easy today and only got out of bed to do a round of dishes and eat a little bit. I’m proud to say that I managed to eat soup, crackers and some rive & veg casserole today! Huuuuuge success compared to yesterday’s diet of ginger ale and apple juice. I’m hoping that I’ll feel even better tomorrow, but I still plan to take it pretty easy. I don’t want to have another “relapse” like I did with April’s round of the flu.
Which is INSANE, by the way. I hadn’t had the flu in over 10 years before this year, then BAM! I got it twice. How unfair is that?!
Anyway. I’m feeling a bit better, and after I got a little reminder that it had been a while since I had written, I decided to take a break from watching The Voice and write a bit before bed.
And now, it’s time for me to get ready for bed and crawl under the covers to sleep this flu bug away. I hope you all enjoyed a lovely long weekend!!