When we got to the doctor's office, they gave me this face mask to wear! Remember back two years ago there was a big panic about swine flu? They had just started quarantining people and I was worried that they weren't going to let me board our honeymoon plane to Bali if I was running a fever!
I went to bed the previous night feeling a little crummy, but chalked it up to being tired from the flight. But the next morning I woke up feeling terrible and running a fever! Oh noes!
After spending a few minutes sitting in a chair in the restaurant's lobby making sure I felt better, I hailed a cab and headed home. I took this picture of "fainting goat" me as soon as I got inside. Sorry I missed your birthday dinner, Ellen! Hahahah.
The next morning, I woke up sick as a dog. (My sickness = Instant karma payback for putting my balls on a stranger's eyebrows). Meredith took this pathetic photo of me at 8pm the next night after I spent the entire day laid up in bed.
Here's one of the pics I sent into my co-workers on Friday when I was finally well enough to get out of bed. They told me that they missed me, but I just think they wanted funny pictures of me.
My fever was so high that my lips got all split and swollen. It looked like somebody punched me in the mouth. Note the two little medicine cups on my dresser in the background. Thank god for the Quils (Day and Ny, baby).
