Where I’ve been
As I write this, I’m sitting at a makeshift table in the Albuquerque airport, availing myself of their free wifi, waiting on a flight home that’s been delayed “at least an hour,” according to the fine Southwest folks at gate A11.
(Oh, pardon me: I have just discovered that this isn’t just an airport — it’s Albuquerque International Sunport. No word on the next outbound flight to Alpha Centauri.)
My blogging habit has been, shall we say, a bit spotty since Thanksgiving, but it was my intent to get back in the swing of things over the past week’s trip out to Clovis to spend Xmas with my family.
Obviously, that didn’t happen.
Instead, the bulk of this trip was spent feeling absolutely horrible. Didn’t just have The Sniffle; I had some sort of nasty stomach flu that knocked me off my ass a day into the trip and sent me to the ER in the wee hours of Christmas Eve Day.
At the time, I had no idea what was afflicting me, and my symptoms at 3 in the morning had me concerned that it might have been appendicitis. My dad very graciously drove me across town to the hospital where, after a battery of blood tests and x-rays, they made the flu diagnosis, pumped me full of pain meds, and sent me on my way.
And then I got to come back to my parents’ place and do morning updates while trying to ward off the unconsciousness the meds wanted to deliver me unto. My alternative? Call Patrick or Valli and wake one of them up to do updates. That just wasn’t something I was willing to do.
By all that is holy, how I loathe doing morning updates.
Anyway, I got updates to a bare-minimum level of completion and passed out in my chair, waking just long enough in the next few hours to move over to the hide-a-bed sofa I was sleeping on. Apart from a brief trip out to fill the prescription the ER doc had given me and to do a little last-minute shopping, I slept until about 8 the next morning (Christmas Day), completely missing the big Christmas Eve get-together my mom hosted there at the house.
I managed a few hours of nominal activity on Monday for the big family Christmas day dinner before having to retreat into my cocoon of bedding again. Tuesday, I was feeling better but still sub-par; yesterday, I felt back to normal.
So, for those of you keeping score, I managed about a day and a half of normal activity over my entire week’s trip.
*sigh*
I need a vacation.
Damn, here I thought my Christmas was a bit crappy. I’m sorry to hear you’re ill and you had to miss all the fun…and that you had to do morning updates while visiting family.
I hope things start looking up. 
sorry you’re not feeling well. i’m in detroit. veronica and i spent the last week up in cadillac with my family and we’re flying home tomorrow. i think i’m bringing some kind of michigan bug back with me.
Glad you aren’t at the Albuquerque Sunport today….you might still be sitting
there. Nasty storm here in New Mexico.
I hope that your return trip was uneventful and that you’re feeling much better; we haven’t heard from you in a few days now!
Trips to the emergency room within 24 hours of holidays are no fun — last year one of my friends spent Christmas Day in the hospital with chest pains after taking some Sudafed.
Get well Kev!