Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Prince Albert
I wasn't supposed to be in Prince Albert today. I also wasn't supposed to sleep in a van on some deserted road in Isle a la Crosse instead of teaching today. I was supposed to be healthy and on tour with my team, with my boyfriend. I was supposed to be facing my fear of leading dance classes for kids who don't want them. Instead I huddled on a doctors table in the Emergency for two hours convinced that I had been hit by a bus and forgotten about.
How have I gotten this sick? They say ('they' being the doctors that I have seen and are currently 0 for 1 in successfully diagnosing this bug) that what they thought was bacterial is now definitely viral, and like with most viruses, there is nothing that they can do for me. So, I am taking Ibuprofen and sleeping more than I thought was humanly possible. I will not teach at all this week. Tuesday and Wednesday I have spent in Isle a la Crosse Saskatchewan sleeping (yes, today having checked out of our cabin the only available place to sleep was the van) and tonight I am in a hotel room in Prince Albert so that I can take a very early bus back to Regina. As I typed this in my hotel room blessed with wirless internet, I sneezed four times, painfully attempted to swallow about a dozen times and tried to lay as still as possible as to not move my aching body.
I have until Monday to get better.
Part of me wishes that this tour could just be over and L and I could hop on a plane and go lay in the hot sun in Puerto Plata. The teaching is stressing me out and that, no doubt, has to be harming my immune system. Everyone on the team is now feeling the beginnings of a sore throat and I worry that I have infected the whole lot. My poor boyfriend is without me tonight, sleeping by himself in some farmhouse outside of Choiceland. I suppose this guilt that I am feeling is ALSO not helping me heal.
Ahhhh, get a grip Konkin.
Dear readers, send me your healing energy...fill me up with the health and confidence needed to complete the remaining six weeks of this tour. And not just complete it, but complete it with Glee.
Yes, I said Glee.
Glee, God Dammit!!
Glee.
How have I gotten this sick? They say ('they' being the doctors that I have seen and are currently 0 for 1 in successfully diagnosing this bug) that what they thought was bacterial is now definitely viral, and like with most viruses, there is nothing that they can do for me. So, I am taking Ibuprofen and sleeping more than I thought was humanly possible. I will not teach at all this week. Tuesday and Wednesday I have spent in Isle a la Crosse Saskatchewan sleeping (yes, today having checked out of our cabin the only available place to sleep was the van) and tonight I am in a hotel room in Prince Albert so that I can take a very early bus back to Regina. As I typed this in my hotel room blessed with wirless internet, I sneezed four times, painfully attempted to swallow about a dozen times and tried to lay as still as possible as to not move my aching body.
I have until Monday to get better.
Part of me wishes that this tour could just be over and L and I could hop on a plane and go lay in the hot sun in Puerto Plata. The teaching is stressing me out and that, no doubt, has to be harming my immune system. Everyone on the team is now feeling the beginnings of a sore throat and I worry that I have infected the whole lot. My poor boyfriend is without me tonight, sleeping by himself in some farmhouse outside of Choiceland. I suppose this guilt that I am feeling is ALSO not helping me heal.
Ahhhh, get a grip Konkin.
Dear readers, send me your healing energy...fill me up with the health and confidence needed to complete the remaining six weeks of this tour. And not just complete it, but complete it with Glee.
Yes, I said Glee.
Glee, God Dammit!!
Glee.
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