Days Lost

Where in the world have I been? Well, I crawled under covers Saturday night and did not resurface until Tuesday morning, sicker than I've been in years with a cold. It was alarming, and frustrating that all I could do was kind of nap it out. Meanwhile I heard my new Blackberry vibrating in my bag, with new e-mails piling up in my inbox at work. If I had the energy I would have gotten up and turned off my new little device. But the energy was just not there; the night before I had laid in bed wishing that Jason would come into the room so that I could ask him to get me a tissue. The bathroom was just too far for a solo journey. (Jason did take good care of me, driving me to get more medicine when I needed it, and even finding those little travel packs of tissues on the back of the supermarket shelves.)
The travel packs were required for my current business trip to Las Vegas. Fortunately TSA did not discover smuggled nasal spray in my carry-on, so that I could clear my sinuses before take-off, avoiding that feeling that your ears will pop right out of your head as the air pressure changes. (I feel confident that I could have argued the case that the nasal spray fell under the non-prescription medicine allowance for carry-on fluids, if pressed.) So now I'm sniffling my way through powerpoint presentations in Vegas. And further procrastinating addressing those e-mails.