How I Spent My Days Off

I have a raging throat infection. Ug. Ug. Ug. I can't swallow without causing myself tremendous pain. Regardless, I spent yesterday - the first of our three day weekend - celebrating Leon's birthday which is actually tomorrow. It was fun, it was, but I was trying to ignore a sore throat and he was trying to ignore the headache that he has had since riding the Mind Bender roller coaster at the West Edmonton Mall. We antique shopped and went out for a Medival Dinner and climbed hay bails and visited with the owner of the Moose Jaw Tunnels. It was a great day. But oh man, by the time I was ready for bed, I had aches and fever and a swollen throat.

Today, I have done nothing but moan and lie about while Mom and L have rented me Grey's Anatomy boxsets and scheduled me frustrating doctor's appointments. I have tomorrow to get over this and then the next day I start another week of the teaching extravaganza. I am trying to picture having to teach all those crazy kids the way I did last week, but with a THROAT INFECTION added into the mix. The thought is making me want to dye my hair, change my name and skip town. I could be a redhead named Vivian and go live in Memphis.

What pisses me off is that I haven't gotten sick all year. I had one, maybe two days, in Europe that I felt under the weather with a bit of a cold, but other than that I have escaped every bug that has floated around me. So why am I succumbing right now? Why, when I have this very stressful, very demanding job to do? Could it be that I want to be sick? Could it be that I am allowing myself to get sick because I secretly want an escape? I hate to think that I would do that, consciously OR unconsciously, but I am curious as to why I am getting sick right now.

Even more, I am curious as to how I can now kick this bug in the ass.

Even more, I am curious as to who in town sells red hair dye.