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ceebeegeeOn Saturday I went to the Upper East Side to conduct an alumna interview for Sweet Briar. The interview went well (she's adorable--very well-read and intellectually curious) and I am planning to recommend her to the admissions board. Afterward I intended to go to the internet cafe and the bank but when I stepped out, the day had turned at least ten degrees colder. I was suddenly seized with shivering and decided to go back home and change into something warmer, then go back downtown. I took the train home, shivering the whole way, and when I got back to my apartment, took the longest, hottest shower I could--at least 25 minutes long. I just could not get warm. Then I made soup, which I wasn't hungry for. Gradually I realized I was actually SICK--I felt achy and weird, and I took my temperature and it had gone up to almost 100. For the rest of the evening I kind of stared at the TV and wrapped myself in blankets. I eventually went to sleep but of course had a terrible time of it.
The next morning I almost couldn't stand. I had to call Michael to say I wouldn't be able to go to Romance, Romance that evening, and he was kind enough to bring me some ice cream (the only thing I could think about eating). My temperature had gone up to 101.8 by this time. I dozed a lot and around 4 pm, I started feeling a little better--I could at least move around the apartment. The rest of the day I ate some and coughed a lot.
This morning I was coughing quite a bit--I have to go to work, then to rehearsal, then BACK to work. At rehearsal I'm going to ask Karen if she can cut it short--I just don't have the stamina for a runthrough today.
The next morning I almost couldn't stand. I had to call Michael to say I wouldn't be able to go to Romance, Romance that evening, and he was kind enough to bring me some ice cream (the only thing I could think about eating). My temperature had gone up to 101.8 by this time. I dozed a lot and around 4 pm, I started feeling a little better--I could at least move around the apartment. The rest of the day I ate some and coughed a lot.
This morning I was coughing quite a bit--I have to go to work, then to rehearsal, then BACK to work. At rehearsal I'm going to ask Karen if she can cut it short--I just don't have the stamina for a runthrough today.
