Monday, February 21, 2011


Hindsight is always so much smarter.  I now know I was really too sick to spend the weekend flying to and from Atlanta to hang out with some of the best friends I will ever have.  It was difficult for me and not fair to them as I coughed and coughed, trying to contain every germ that flew out of my mouth.
Looking back about 45 years I remembered another weekend when I was sick but chose to ignore it and go on with my plans.  I was a senior in high school, almost invincible and certainly defiant.  Several of those same friends I saw in Atlanta and I had  been invited to travel to Gainesville to see our high school football team play in some state-level game, followed by a game at FSU the next night.  I came down with something having similar symptoms the day before we were to leave.  My mother, knowing she would have a hard time talking me out of going, hauled me in to see the doctor, who prescribed cough medicine and antibiotics for what was a viral infection.  Armed with my meds, I took off on my whirlwind weekend, kept alert only by the caffeine of the Excedrin I was freely popping.  By the time I was walking back to the FSU dorm where I was staying after the game, I felt the virus suddenly leave me and I was fine.
I suppose that was my hope when I decided to go on Friday.  The fever I had early in the day made me delay, but the Aleve I had taken caused me to think I was well enough to go.  And so I did.
Everyone was so welcoming and encouraging as we did our pretend hugs at a distance.  People made me tea.  They let me take a nap while they went off to have fun.  It was incredibly difficult to keep myself out of the kitchen while they were cooking dinner.  I knew that germs in the kitchen were never a good thing.
I waited patiently for the virus to leave my body as it had 45 years ago, but this one wouldn’t budge.  We made our goodbyes, vowing to meet up again sooner than this past time.  I’m counting on being well for that rendez-vous.
The biggest challenge was that of getting home.  Air travel is challenging enough when one is well.  And I couldn’t very well tell Delta I was sick since they have signs all over warning about flying with the flu.  I waited around at the airport for 5 hours attempting to get on earlier flights, full well knowing I had an hour’s drive from BWI upon getting home.
I finally walked in the door at 10:30 last night to find homemade chicken soup and a husband two days behind me on the illness curve.  The only good news is we don’t have to worry about infecting each other.  We could even kiss, but who has the energy for that?


Blogger Kristin said...

I hope you feel better soon, Barbara. It's so hard to travel sick.

8:54 PM  
Anonymous lr said...

Barbara, what a shame for you to be sick especially on your important reunion weekend. I hope you and D. are consuming that healing chicken soup and sleeping!

10:34 PM  
Blogger Cyndy said...

Get well soon!

12:11 AM  
Blogger Gary said...

Glad you are back home and can now get all cozy in your own bed without having to do anything. I remember flying to Paradise Island sick but determined to take a vacation. Even before we checked into the hotel I was off to find a doctor. Life is all about choices and it all worked out. Feel better soon.

2:02 AM  
Blogger Steve Reed said...

Oh no! So sorry to hear you've been sick! I just had a virus myself, and someone told my mom that there's an unanticipated flu strain circulating this spring -- so flu shots won't work against it.

My brother's been in the hospital and I was afraid I'd have to hop a plane and go down while feverish myself, which wouldn't have done anyone any favors. But fortunately he seems to be improving and my fever subsided a few days ago.

7:32 AM  
Blogger Barbara said...

Thanks to everyone for the get well wishes. My doctor just advised that it might take me the rest of the week to bounce back, but everyone she has seen with this so far has done just that!

Steve -- It's good to hear from you after your long Blogging hiatus!

9:17 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hope you feel better very soon!

I second Gary's comment about choice. Glad it all worked out.

Hugs to you and D. Ask Jake to make some more chicken soup for you when you run out!


1:40 PM  

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