I had a pretty amazing weekend planned. I was going to take Friday afternoon off work, hop on an eastbound train, and spend the weekend with my father and step-mom at their lakeside home. We were going to celebrate my birthday with a fancy dinner; I was bringing a board game to play with them; and most exciting of all we were going to go on the annual tour/open house of the local cement factory! Including a quarry, and machines that grind up big rocks into smaller rocks! I really wanted to see that.
Unfortunately, I got sneak-attacked by a virus on Thursday. Around 4 pm my throat started to feel a little funny. Immediately I plunged into that denial phase we all know too well: "I'm not getting sick! It's just a little irritation from the air pollution/thing I ate/lady's stinky perfume." By 7 pm I could barely keep my eyes open. I was just. so. tired. And my nose was running. I had to admit that considering Ken had been sick with a cold since Monday (oh yeah, that! which I had so conveniently been ignoring) it was impossible to deny the fact that I was now indisputably SICK too.
Bah. Not fair! I had already looked at the website for my fancy birthday dinner location and chosen what I liked from the online menu. (Rabbit ragout, for the record. I know, bunnies are cute, but YOLO, right?)
However, it could have been worse. I could have not gotten sick until I was already on my way there, which would have been a lot less convenient for everyone. I don't want to lie around sneezing at someone else's house, and they probably don't want me there sneezing on them.
Also, I could have gotten sicker. Ken has been down for the count with this bug for a week, and it's been way hard on him. He's been battling brutal sinus headaches and a runny nose that just won't stop. I have been walloped much more gently. I don't have a lot of nasty symptoms; it's mostly just wanting to sleep 13 hours every night and then nap most of the day.
I was able to get 75% of the cost of my train tickets refunded. Heck yeah. My imaginary didn't-actually-happen train trip only cost me around $40 at the end of the day.
Finally, I'm already starting to feel a little better. I left the house today! Ken and I went to the mall and walked around for like, a couple of whole hours before I started to feel like I needed another 13 hours of sleep!
It has just occurred to me. Consider the symptoms: sleeping 18 hours per day, wanting only to lie on the sofa, getting up only to eat and bathe... This may not be a virus after all. I may be turning into a cat. Wow. Well. If you don't hear from me again after this, send tuna and catnip. Meow.
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Ugh feel better! I do have plenty of catnip lying around though if you need it. I even keep it in the fridge so it stays fresh!
Hope you feel better. I hope it doesn't offend if I say I won't clean the litter box OR the hair balls. You're on your own there, Sparkitty. ;)
Get better. We'll say a prayer for you. :)
Ginny: Catnip in the fridge, you say? I'll have to pass along that tip to my mom. There is no length she will not go to for her boys.
DarcKnyt: *purrs*
Oh, my, what a disappointment...this is what come from wanting to eat bunnies ;)
Feel better soon!
That's really rough Sparkly. Just hope you are now 100%.
Catnip? That is a new one to me!
Glad your s of h has not been affected by the virus! Sounds like you did the right thing, but I certainly hope that you can have a "late birthday" soon. I hope that the trip can be rescheduled as well.
Usually denial works for me, since I rarely get sick (except on the weekends, which bites because I have sooooooooooooooooo much sick time that I've accumulated at work to use).
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Hope you feel better now - I hate that feeling, when you know you are getting it.
Not surprised at your tale of woe. Right now several of my friends are suffering with a virus or something and one is facing a huge lifetime event. She will probably miss her granddaughter's wedding if she does not find a sudden cure. Do you think stress might stimulate a virus? Glad you are improving and moving toward new celebration plans.
Glad you're feeling better hon, and I hope you got a make-up birthday visit! Cement facilities are actually more interesting than you'd think (a relative worked in one when I was a girl) and well, rabbit. I don't think I could eat it, but like you said, YOLO. :)
*hugs*
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