This weekend I was forced to consume a gallon of slow-churned vanilla ice cream, two boxes of bubble gum popscicles, a Neal Stephenson novel, the latest Steven Johnson treatise, Thomas de Zengotita's mindblowing, existential, millennial (in the Kushner sense) shattering work of genius, and an entire Season 1 marathon of America's Next Top Model on VH1... all while flat on my back and hopped up on pseudophedrine.
Yes, that's right-- this weekend, bronchitis pwned me.
I've heard that too much flying compromises your immune system... so it's a good thing I don't have 3 more flights this week, two of 'em international, and 4 talks to give in 3 cities.
Um, wait. I do.
Maybe the robot ludologists from the future will have to give my presentations for me, after all.
3 comments:
You must, must, must keep yourself hydrated when you fly. If you don't, your larynx can dry out, creating little cracks, where bad thingys can float into and fester.
[/frequent flyer vocal coach]
:)
Hm, sorry to hear you have bronchitis.
My 8 year old sister also has this and stage 1 pneumonia. She is on a softball team and played both games. She does antibotics one a day and twice a day does nebulizer treatments.
Nothing will hold her back! Shes a wonderful sister to have.
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