(Warning: the following may not be for the squeamish)
You plan a trip to Athens to see an author who has paved the way in the YA publishing world for you. The author is speaking in the building that you had the bulk of your college classes in. Nostalgia all around. And added bonus, you get to see your friends! Hooray! So you get excited all week. Post updates on your gMail status and twitter. Pack the night before and you're good to go. In fact you're so excited, you have trouble falling asleep Thursday night. So you wake up feeling a little... off on Friday. But you chalk it up to not getting a lot of sleep and you're nervous about finding seating at the event, getting to Athens on time, etc. But you do get to Athens on time and your gracious friends offer to drive you to the event. You run upstairs to get ready and then you feel really sick. So sick that you throw up.
Now I've never been the kind of person who throws up when they are nervous. But I could have rattled off a list of ten things I was worried about so maybe this was the first time it happened. I felt much better after it happened so I thought I'd be good to go. I get to Park Hall, find a seat near the door and sit and wait to hear words of wisdom from Jackson Pearce. She gets there, she talks, she shares her story and some insider information and it's all good. Until I noticed how hot the room is. There is no air circulating in here. This desk is so cramped. I feel like my stomach is collapsing in on itself. How did I sit in these desks for four years? Oh she is going to read from her book now, I really want to hear this but wait a second why do I feel so gross all of the sudden. Oh no.
That's right, I had to get up in the middle of this girl talking, grab my stuff and run out of the room. Luckily the bathroom was one door away so I bolted in there and puked yet again. Awesome. I felt better yet again so I thought maybe it's just nerves. But ultimately I knew I wouldn't be very fun much with my friends that night and I knew I ran the risk of not feeling well later so I opted to drive home. Driving to and from Athens in a day has taught me I do not want a job that involves a long commute.
I basically prayed the entire drive home that a) there would be no traffic since it was 5:30 on a Friday in Atlanta and I would be driving on 85, 285, and 75. b) I wouldn't throw up in the handy plastic bag I had by my side. Well there is a God because neither one of those things happen. But I did run into my house the second I parked in the garage and... you guessed it... got sick again. As I did several times that night so I think coming home was the best choice. I also may have cried. I don't handle being ill very well. And I have been sitting on my couch ever since Friday night. I am definitely feeling better but still rather drained but I will be back to 100 percent tomorrow. At least I hope so.
But the bonuses to being sick all weekend: I caught a Teen Mom marathon on MTV. Team Maci! I lost about five pounds from throwing up and not being able to eat for a few days. My Scramble score went up 9 points on my iPhone. I found another awesome iPhone word game app called "Word Pops" and it's sort of like scramble but dare I say more fun? I may have played these games so much that I am almost sort of playing them with imaginary letters in my mind. Maybe I'm still sick and delirious and not just obsessed?
Oh and I think there will be several blog posts today since I have been slacking this month so win for you too! Maybe? Maybe!
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