In what my doctor called “Unbelievably bad luck” I am sick (again) with a respiratory infection (again) which has given me a horrid, hoarse, “croup-like” cough (again) and has required (another) dose of anti-biotics as well as resumption of some really violent expectorants.

The symptoms came on suddenly during the second half of my training on Wednesday and as I walked out I thought to myself, this is going to seriously mess up Valentine’s day. Which, accordingly, it proceeded to do.

My Valentine’s day I spent headed down to the Dr.’s office, getting the news, after which I met up with Lauren on her lunch break. That morning FTD dropped off my flower arrangement at Lauren’s office. She was very pleased.

After our lunch I headed up to Whole Foods and picked up a “Dinner for Two” basket ( much thanks to you Whole Foods ) as I simply was not in a condition to be able to cook too much.

I returned home, took a brief nap, and then cooked up our Chicken Wellington, Greek salad, and chocolate-covered strawberries. It wasn’t too much work, but it showed to my most wonderful girl how much I wanted her to have a special day.

After dinner we exchanged presents. I bought Lauren a Spanish hand-fan so that she can practice the secret language of fans next time we are at The Fed. Who knows, maybe she’ll start a trend ( and Lord knows it gets hot enough in there ).

Saturday morning we were supposed to fly to my grandmother’s birthday but I was just too sick. So I cancelled the arrangements and spent the day coughing ( in fact, my back is sore and aching from the coughing alone! ).

In any case, today I feel like I’ve reached the bottom and turned about. Hopefully I can take it easy a few more days and get back to normal soon.

2 Responses to “Smacked-down”

  1. The League Says:

    I am sorry to hear you’ve got the plague. May you recuperate with all expediency. We look forward to an SGH who is stronger and mightier than before.

  2. the social bobcat Says:

    like a phoenix, rising from the ashes, born anew.

    failing that, call for the local applier of leeches! too much black humor methinks

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