So yeah, on Wednesday, which was Day 3 of the Blitz, I had an industry dinner. I did take about 30 minutes before going and quilted on section 6. I was so proud of myself. I made progress, even on a busy day.
Pride goeth before a fall.
I left the dinner feeling horrible. I tried to throw up when I got home, not once but twice and couldn't because a horrible cough was choking off my windpipe. I had a fever. It was bad.
And it was bad on Thursday. I worked a total of 1 hour from home from my bed. ("Kathleen has joined the call. No, I am not sharing my PC, as I am not near one." Dude, I'm lying in bed on my cell phone.)
On Friday, it was worse. My temp kept rising and the congestion was progressing. Each day, I had emailed work very early in the morning with my meeting schedule, my thoughts and how I thought things could play out. I have 2 primary backups and in a pinch my boss can fill in. On Thursday, one backup got it done. She ROCKED. On Friday, due to serious problems on the project, I was asked to join various meetings via conference call.
Forget it. I got dressed and went in for 4 hours. It took every ounce of energy I had, but it was a judicious use of time. One of the meetings was with my VP. How can you say no? Anyway, the project remains stalled and so we made plans to work the weekend.
Yeah, we need a file to review and the file hasn't been generated. Yup, still at home.
So the point is, no sewing has happened the last 3 days. If I can sew, I should be at work. I couldn't do either.
Today is Day 6. The fever has broken and I am off to the Walgreens for the Rxs that the doctor assures me will make me human again.