Blueprint for the crappiest week ever
This is a rundown of the last week.
So I get on the ground in Dallas, no worries. I get to the hotel and they gave my room away. I had to go up the road to some place without internet, that smells and I think the guys up the way are filming a porno. I'm not even kidding.
I walk up the road to get some dinner because there was nothing on the plane. On the way back to hotel some scary guy I think was following me. I backed tracked because I didn't really want to walk through the dark alley with him following me. I get back to my room and the food is cold and pretty terrible. The room is awful. The tub won't drain and there are huge spider webs in the corners. This is hell.
The following day was a little better. Worked with some nice clients and I finally got my real hotel room back. The Marine band was there and some of them were practicing in their rooms. A few bangs on the wall silenced them though.
I never did get some decent Tex-Mex. I was traveling with another guy and I ended up going other places because we had to share a car.
On Thursday I started getting a dry cough that I could seem to kick.
I wake up on Friday and my throat is on fire and my voice is an octave lower.
By Friday night on the plane I’m toast. I took a sleeping pill when I got on the plane and attempted to rest, but it was pretty useless. I was completely out of it. I got home and was overcome by chills and an inability to do anything.
I was full out sick on Saturday and Sunday. I stayed home from work on Monday and went to see the doctor. He said it looked like bronchitis. He gave me a bunch of drug samples and sent me on my way.
I went to work on Tuesday and took the drugs the doctor gave me. I don’t know if it was the drugs of my illness, but my head was spinning. I got nauseous and had to leave work. I came home, threw up, and got a few minutes of sleep.
Today I’m still feeling bad but I’ve not taken any meds yet. I’ll take my antibiotics with food, but there’s no why I’m taking the other meds the doctor gave me.
Crappiest week ever.
So I get on the ground in Dallas, no worries. I get to the hotel and they gave my room away. I had to go up the road to some place without internet, that smells and I think the guys up the way are filming a porno. I'm not even kidding.
I walk up the road to get some dinner because there was nothing on the plane. On the way back to hotel some scary guy I think was following me. I backed tracked because I didn't really want to walk through the dark alley with him following me. I get back to my room and the food is cold and pretty terrible. The room is awful. The tub won't drain and there are huge spider webs in the corners. This is hell.
The following day was a little better. Worked with some nice clients and I finally got my real hotel room back. The Marine band was there and some of them were practicing in their rooms. A few bangs on the wall silenced them though.
I never did get some decent Tex-Mex. I was traveling with another guy and I ended up going other places because we had to share a car.
On Thursday I started getting a dry cough that I could seem to kick.
I wake up on Friday and my throat is on fire and my voice is an octave lower.
By Friday night on the plane I’m toast. I took a sleeping pill when I got on the plane and attempted to rest, but it was pretty useless. I was completely out of it. I got home and was overcome by chills and an inability to do anything.
I was full out sick on Saturday and Sunday. I stayed home from work on Monday and went to see the doctor. He said it looked like bronchitis. He gave me a bunch of drug samples and sent me on my way.
I went to work on Tuesday and took the drugs the doctor gave me. I don’t know if it was the drugs of my illness, but my head was spinning. I got nauseous and had to leave work. I came home, threw up, and got a few minutes of sleep.
Today I’m still feeling bad but I’ve not taken any meds yet. I’ll take my antibiotics with food, but there’s no why I’m taking the other meds the doctor gave me.
Crappiest week ever.
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