My day from hell. Please allow me to share.

My day from hell starts off at roughly 1:30 in the morning. Out of the blue I woke up and quickly realized that something was not right. I was UNABLE to speak or get breath to my lungs. The bottom of my throat and the top of my lungs were so congested that I couldn't breathe. It was pretty fucked up. I could breathe through my nose but it was blocked by lower congestion. I bounced out of bed and tried to cough crap up and then I realized how achy I was. Then I took my temperature. FUCK! 100. Remember for me 100 is pretty nasty because my my normal temp is 96.8 not 98.6. Then I had some tea still not too much luck breaking the shit up. Finally I woke barb and had her do some repertory therapy on me. It all didn't add up to much but it was enough to get me back to sleep.

At 7:30 I called out of work. Thats a rarity! By 8:30 I was on the phone with the Dr. My regular Dr. is out to the 31^st. He's away at a big medical convention . They offered me an appointment at the office across the street from me with a real talentless Dr. I hate that person. I declined the appointment. They also offered me an appointment at the office a few towns away with a very qualified Dr. This was a 10:00 appointment. I got to the Dr. on time and got good meds and I was very happy.

Here's where things go real bad. After the Dr. I had to go to work so I could get my sick day form singed for. All I needed to do was get a form signed and then I would be out and go to bed. The reason I need to do this is because I'm away in Baltimore for work next Monday through Wednesday. Normally I could take care of this on Monday but I wont be in the office. I was hoping to be in and out but the person that needed to sign the form was in a meeting so I ended up working for an hour while I waited to get the form signed. That sucked. I just want to sleep. Then to make matters worse the Dr. called and said that I left my wallet at their office. So now I needed to drive all the back to the office ( again ) to get my wallet. I feel like shit and all I want to do is sleep. So after an hour at work I drove all the way back to the Dr. to get my wallet. Once I got my wallet I drove home, almost. First I needed to go to Rite Aid to get my medicine. Of course there was a problem there too. They only had enough pills to last me through Monday. He told me that they will have the remainder of pills in on Monday. I quickly told them that I will be away in Baltimore and I will not be able to get my pills and I can't just stop the antibiotic mid stream. He said that there was nothing that he could do. Of course I would not accept this answer. I asked him if anyone has this prescription waiting for them and he said yes. I told him to take some pills from them, chances are that they are not going away on business and they will be able to to get the pills on Monday. The pharmacist was not too happy with my acumen but in the end I got enough pills to last me to when I get back from Baltimore. Finally by 1:30 I got home and could go to sleep.

Being sick sucks bit timing is everything. I'm so happy that I didn't get this during NJ Leather Weekend. I would not have been able to volunteer and run the stage. I'm equally thrilled that I didn't come down with this on Sunday or Monday as I am preparing to go away to Baltimore. Timing is everything and luck is on my side.

Once slave barb came home she made me some slammin' chicken soup. I'll watch some TV and then head to bed.