I'm sick again. For the fourth time in 2010. This time I picked up a virus (probably from my bass player while we were doing a recording session last weekend) and it settled immediately into my chest, as per usual. On Friday afternoon I started feeling all the signs of impending doom, so I canceled my evening plans and stayed home to rest.
Then there was Saturday. I had some plans that I didn't want to cancel. They were strenuous plans, and I went through with them using every ounce of energy I could muster.
In the afternoon, my sister and I were booked into a two-and-a-half hour yoga workshop with Sadie Nardini. The room was packed full of people and it had to have been at least 90 degrees in there. I poured sweat the whole time and tried valiantly not to cough as we did challenging exercises designed to work your psoas muscles.
Let's just say I was not as in touch with my psoas as I would have liked. When I woke up this morning, my hip flexors and glutes were noticeably sore because I'm pretty sure they jumped in and shouted, "Me! Me!" every time I tried to access my deeper core muscles. Oh well.
As soon as the class was over, we got in my car and hit the road for a three-hour drive to Des Moines, Iowa, for a party celebrating the engagement of one of our third cousins (first cousin twice removed? I never know). I was doing all right on the drive, but once we got to the party I could tell I wasn't going to last long. We stayed about three hours, which was the length of time my on-hand cough drop supply lasted, then headed to our motel to crash.
After nine hours of sleep (aided by leftover codeine cough medicine from the last time I got sick), I felt a little better. We went back to our cousin's house for breakfast and learned that everyone had stayed up until four a.m. Fortified by coffee, breakfast and more cough drops, we headed back to Kansas City.
About an hour or so into the drive, I started incessantly coughing and throat clearing. We stopped off at a Wal-Mart and I picked up some OTC cough pills, which helped quell some of the symptoms while, of course, adding new ones. But I made it home in one piece and crashed until low blood sugar forced me to enlist my husband in joining me for a huge dinner at Cracker Barrel.
Even though I've only been sick for a couple of days, I think I'd better try to get a doctor's appointment tomorrow. I wish I could figure out why my immune system is so lousy these days.
Right now my entire life is focused on making it to the week of vacation I have from June 21-25. I am staying home and my plan is to relax and do absolutely nothing. In the meantime, I need to get well so I can enjoy my time off.
So what's up with you this weekend?