The Lost Day

I guess it was destined to happen though I had convinced myself I was invincible. Yesterday afternoon my head started pounding and I opted to skip the group dinner and just go back to the hotel. Good decision because I spent the night dealing with raging diarrhea and vomiting. Such fun. This morning I called Neill (our team leader ) and asked him to send Emy by my room before they left for the clinic. another good decision because she had a variety of medications that just knocked me our for HOURS. Unfortunately the Governor was in the hotel and heard I was sick so that set quite few things in motion like a phone call from the government physician (like our surgeon general) he was downstairs but I declined having him come up There were also a few knocks on the door during the day to bring me sprite and make sure I was OK and one visit from Raffy (Governors right arm) to check in. He must have been shocked to see my pasty face - messed up hair and my tshirt and sweat pants-pretty disgusting. all in all I'm in good hands though mostly it was Emys miracle drugs that saved the day. I'm going to try to go to dinner and eat a little rice. Since I'm able to write this I assume you will know I'm feeling better- weak but better
Hey Britters- my fumble fingers accidentally rejected your comment- could you plase add it again? Not sure how it happened but couldnt get it back