March 8, 2006
We actually were dead
Adam asked via the Valentines Day post, if the Liloia's were dead. We actually were for a while there, well almost. After Valentines Day I was sent off to DC again for the week of the 20th for a conference on Public Health Preparedness, as well as to meet with some high level people within the Department of Homeland Security.
While I was in DC, I was able to hang out with Clay a bit and after he wimped out and went home, I spent some time hanging with some of his cohorts Liz, Erin, Kevin and Karl (with a K)
The next day it was clear that something was wrong. I could barely keep my eyes open and I felt awful. On the plane ride home I passed out right after the wheels lifted off the ground and didn't wake up until we were home in Vermont. Work was not that great the next day either. I was freezing cold, burning hot and coughing like a madman. It was clear, I had the flu.
I was nice enough to pass it along to Trevor although I held back on the Bronchitis that I had also picked up. That I kept for myself. Some things you just need to keep private.
Tara was sweet enough to stay at home and take care of us for three days, while trying to juggle work during the day and heading into the office whenever possible. I don't get sick all that often, and most of the time I just suck it up and keep working and moving through my day. That said, I almost have an inverse reaction when I get REALLY sick. I become a huge baby and can't do anything for myself. I sigh and cough anytime someone comes into the room, and I lament over every little shift in my temperature. I don't know how Tara was able to stand it, but I know that if it had gone on for much longer she would have divorced me.
After being home for a full week, I was determined to get back into the office. I still feel pretty run down and tired but at least I am not hacking up a lung at every meeting and I can at least sit up for more than 10 minutes at a time. Trevor and I still have a lingering cough but that is to be expected.
We were dead, but that wasn't nearly as fun as being alive and snarky.
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when I told you to post, I didn't intend for you to bitch about your failing health. Geez.
Worst Blog EVER!
I guess you have just joined the rest of the Liloia's. I was out sick with sinusitus and Bronchitus, while Paul just had a very bad case of the flu. Iwas out 9 days thus using up 5 sick days and 4 days on disability. The paperwork for being out sick has made me reevaluate if it's worth it.
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