I’m back from my near death experience. I think. I cannot remember the last time that I was that sick. And it wasn’t even one of the good colds that make you not hungry and cause you to lose weight by the time it’s over. Quite the contrary, actually, I was STARVING. Last night was the first night that I went to sleep without the aid of NyQuil or some other (legal) drugs.
You know that episode of “Friends” where Phoebe gets sick and her voice drops all low & sultry like? That was totally me for the past week. I think I’ve got my normal voice back today, but I’ve still got a cough that sounds like an 80 year smoker’s cough.
But now! I am back! And in the week since I’ve posted anything that was my writing and at least marginally entertaining, I’ve been to my first dance class! It’s fantastic and I love it & can’t wait to go again tonight! We’ll be learning a tap dancing routine and (thankfully) will not be performing in the recital. Diva also loves her class. We are both proud owners of our very own tap shoes. And it has taken every ounce of willpower inside of me not to wear the tap shoes every damn day.
Other things I’ve accomplished whilst lying on my death bed? Let’s see. . .I read a really good book. Not the one over ----> there, but a very good one nonetheless. I’ve also watched some really good TV. And if I actually had any control whatsoever over the remote controls in this house, I would be addicted to “Dancing With the Stars” and “Studio 60”.
I also did some plotting on what I might possibly write someday. That is, after I’ve got the house put back together and am not so tired that I get to sleep before the kids do. (had to edit that beccause after I read it and Jenn so kindly pointed out, it sounded like I beat my kids. Oy, the drugs need to get OUT of my system!)
So was I productive while I was ill? Perhaps a little bit. Not enough to be impressed with myself, but pretty damn productive for a person who felt like she was half dead.
Now I’m off to go see all of YOUR blogs and catch up on what I’ve missed out on over the past few days.
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"I beat the kids to sleep"
Read that line twice. I'm thinking "wow she actually admits to beating her children." Just kidding, I don't either.
Sorry, I'm tired today. Probably not as tired as you though. Feel better soon!
ugh. i hate being sick. glad you're getting better!:)
NyQuil ... whoever invented that wonderful liquid peace should have received a Nobel prize long ago.
Glad you're feeling better.
I'm happy you're getting better. I'm also happy you admit to beating your children to sleep, which I fully intend to do for myself someday. :-) Hopefully the lull of the bus driving down the highway works, but if not, beat them. Cuz hey, Glam does it.
Glad to see you are on the road to recovery. We sure have missed you!
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