In a nutshell.
Day one. Went to bed fine. Woke up sick.
Day
two. Went to bed aching. Woke up feeling li
ke I was dying.
Day 3-4 Repeat.
Day 5-7 Got past the dying mode and into stage two.
Stage Two:
Asthma attacks, struggles to breathe and a hacking cough that interrupts phone calls and keeps one from sleeping.
I was told I was really needed at Joseph rehearsals - and I knew I needed the practice. So I broke my no-medication policy. Breathing is a bit important. Just a bit. And it's awfully hard to do when you're dancing for hours ev
ery night.
So I danced and coughed and danced and drank water.
And danced and went home and c
oughed all night. Then slept half the day. The repeated.
And fretted over getting well because this weekend was a most important weekend when I had ....
This.
And
we all lived happily ever after. Regular schedule resumes at 6:00
tomorrow morning.
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