I got sick two Tuesdays ago and was sick up until Wednesday of this week. That's two solid weeks of sick.  I was supposed to be teaching in Indianapolis last week and by the grace of jeezas my flights out got cancelled so I couldn't go. Seriously-- someone from The Great Beyond was lookin' out for me, because it gave me a week to be sick. I spent that Sunday through this Wednesday in bed. Thursday (snow day) was the first day where I felt like maybe I was better. Friday was the Homey Awards Ceremony/Concert at which we were performing for our peers so the stakes were high, and thanks to adrenaline, we did a good job (and even won "Best Live Act" which was the only award we really cared about).  Today (Saturday) we were in the studio all day and had an event in Arden that we had to cancel because my body just failed. We didn't get to lay down lead vocals on the new tune in the studio because my throat was too sore, and we knew there was no way we'd be people-worthy tonight in Arden. I felt bad for canceling, but nobody cared really, and I've gotta fly tomorrow (Sunday) to Indianapolis again. My throat feels like I've swallowed glass that's been coated with Sriracha sauce. Talking hurts unfathomably. I need to be better.
Looking forward to 12 hours of sleep starting NOW.
(x-posted to xtingu.livejournal.com)