Travels and being sick

I was in Phoenix the first half of the week and going back to Dallas, I may have caught a bug on the plane. I woke up at 5am Wednesday morning very sick, sore throat + fever. I thought I could fight it off, so I started to work in the morning, did a couple of conference calls. Then at noon, bam! it hit me. I was freezing to death in Dallas spring weather and my joints were starting to ache so much. My muscles too. And did I mention that I vomited during the next two days? Eeew.

The next day, Jojo took me to the clinic and after waiting for 2 hours, I was diagnosed with throat infection and got prescribed with 10 days of twice daily antibiotics. I thought I felt better after that, but my voice have not recovered and certainly not my body. Still, I had so much work to do, so I found myself engaged in calls and working, rather typing away on Friday. I really did not have any choice. People depended on me.

What is the worst part of being sick? I don't know but I sure don't like the whole idea. People who've seen me sick can attest to this. Haha. I cry, I'm so emotional I would cry if you so much look at me. So no eye contact when I'm sick, ok? My colleagues said I sounded terrible, which I probably did. And you can forget about how I look. I could wear the same clothes for 3 days, if only they're not soaked with sweat. And did I already mention crying? I cry all the time.

Gabriel was the nicest boy ever. He would tell me over and over, "Mom, I'm just here ok? If you feel anything bad, let me know, ok?" And he would pat my back in the bathroom while I do the nasty stuff, and tell me he loves me. Ok, so after the bathroom incident, he told me, "Mommy, when you were vomiting, I almost puked too. It almost makes me vomit to see others doing it." Poor baby.

And Jojo, he was laughing half of the time. Which made me cry all the more. But the other half, he was taking care of me and doing everything for me. Thanks hon. I owe you.