Getting Better

Things got better last year after I switched to a new antibiotic. At least, I thought things were better. I stayed home again on Wednesday of that week as a precaution. Since the skin infection could be contagious, the doctor thought it would prudent to work from home that day if I could, and I agreed. I felt a little useless since I was home sick but was completely functional and just trying to not spread the infection to anyone else. I did have other health issues as I apparently napped in a way that screwed up my neck shortly after going to the chiropractor. Oops.

On Thursday, I went back to work. I saw the unveiling of the signs at Discovery Times Square announcing the Harry Potter exhibit and was super excited. I went about my day like any other work day and was relieved that things seemed to be going back to normal. That night was anything but normal, as I stayed up until 5 am glued to the tragic Japan earthquake and tsunami coverage. Nothing negative about my health, but it felt awful seeing such devastation. I can't believe it's been a year. It feels like that happened so long ago with the way the world has moved on. Friday was another "regular" day. Not much happened other than being glued to the earthquake coverage and grabbing some Japanese food for lunch.

That Saturday, I finally got some sleep (after a rough week of not sleeping from being sick, the earthquake and other random insomnia reasons) and A and I went out for snacks and a walk. I had a bad headache and backache but I figured that I was just in need of a massage. My arm had dramatically improved with the new antibiotics. I had kept monitoring it and, after being on them for a few days, they really seemed to be working. The redness was almost gone and just centered around the bump, which seemed to have some peeling skin, but that was about it. It looked better. We went for a late dinner that night at Southern Hospitality and shortly thereafter, I had a stomachache. I thought it was from eating too much at dinner (possible) or eating too much crap at dinner (lots of fried food and it was ridiculously salty). It was the night the clocks changed for daylight savings time and I really needed to rest before a 9 am conference call (yup, on a Sunday), but I went to sleep late (stomachache!). I figured that would pass because why would I have a stomachache like that if not for disagreeable food?

The next morning... well, it would all go downhill from there. It's going to be tough reading updates from a year ago this week (if I was physically able to update at all, but I think I did). It was a tough week.