I don't complain about my life. I've really got it pretty good, but from time to time a curve comes my way. Last week was just such a week.
While I as in Tucson about 10 days ago, I got up in the morning with a tight feeling in my chest. I just assumed it was some desert allergy or me just not being used to the climate. It was no big deal since I would be heading to the pacific northwest the next day.
The weather in SW Washington state was crappy, wet and cold. My chest congestion began to develop into a full-blown cold. By Saturday, I was home and was in full blown sick mode. The worst part was that I would not be able to rest. I had a workshop that had been planned for a couple months coming up starting on Monday. The customer was flying their people in from around the country, laptops had been delivered and there was no way to get a replacement at this late date.
So on Sunday, I traveled up to Gaithersburg, MD and spent Monday through Thursday working through one of the worst colds I've had in a decade. Workshop days are long enough when I'm feeling well. I thought the week would never end, but it did.
I took the first flight back on Thursday evening (walked right on as a stand-by with out waiting at all). I got home and crawled in bed for about 14 hours.
I'm feeling better finally. My cold is down to an irritating cough and I was able to run some today. I have another trip coming up this week. This one should be a lot less stressful and I plan to feel a lot better.
Oh, yea. I did play some poker last night. I'll post my impressions on that outing in the next post.