I caught a cold. Yuck. The green mucousy gross in your chest can’t talk or sing (ACK) kind. I must get rid of it by Sunday. Planina is singing at the Taste of Colorado and I really want to perform. Urg. Because I am sick, I pretty much passed out on the couch while the kids (TV zombies) watched cartoons. Sadly, I dreamed I was sick. So much for my imaginative subconscious. In my dream, I couldn’t breathe so I woke up (in my dream) and my mom was there telling me it was ok. Then I really woke up. And was sad. Read into that, huh?
4 responses to “Under the weather”
lydee
August 30th, 2008 at 04:03
uugh, you dreamed you were sick. no escape. hope those airways clear up soon so some beautiful sounds can come out instead of yucky ones 🙂
Helen
August 30th, 2008 at 08:31
Bleah…
feel better! soon!
claudia
August 31st, 2008 at 12:42
Ugh, being sick on a holiday sucks, say the girl who also woke up with a cold today. I sure hope you are feeling better today and are able to sing. I wish I felt better so I would watch.
Tracee
September 1st, 2008 at 13:52
Hi-
I have recently been assigned to help Linda Merlino promote her book and she has requested that I find as many cancer related blogs as I can to help. What we are looking for is anyone willing to either review her book, do an author interview, or a guest post in which the author would write an article and you would post it on your blog or website. This tour is running in October, so that would be the month where we would coordinate a date to post.
My best friend was just diagnosed with breast cancer and the outcome is unclear at this point. I applaud the fact that you blog to help people that are going through this understand. It is awesome!
Here is some info about the book in question:
It is the fictional account of twenty-four hours in the life of a young woman with breast cancer, the day she gives up hope of surviving and the day she is taken hostage in an all-night market by a killer more deadly than her disease.
Here is a short synopsis:
Hudson Catalina has given up. Having lost both breasts to cancer, she is emotionally and physically exhausted, no longer willing to endure the nausea and crushing weakness that chemotherapy causes, until the wrecked-by-life young Buddy Baker arrives, bent on murder. A touching story of despair, abuse, murder and survival takes you on a journey through the darkest places of the human mind and spirit, and in the end leads you back out of “the belly of the whale” enriched by the experience.
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