Remember how I was spectacularly sick about a month ago?
When I was so sick I couldn’t even talk? When I was so sick I couldn’t even talk and that sickness lasted FOREVER?
Yah, that time.
I am sick.
This sucks a duck. Or a goose. Or quite possibly a turkey.
The bad part of all this is that it has all the makings of being a repeat of spectacularly sick.
I have felt this coming for a few days and have been trying to cut it off at the pass with Airborne and sucking on zinc lozenges that my awesome friend Chelle brought me, to no avail.
I have a sore throat, infected sinus mucous and a fever.
I have FIVE MORE performances to do, people.
FIVE and I feel like complete crap.
Missing a show when you don’t have an understudy is not an option. IS NOT. It puts a huge number of people in a shitty situation. I am also responsible for herding five kids around the stage and it would be a huge problem to stay home sick. You just DON’T miss a performance unless you are dead or hospitalized.
They aren’t kidding when they say,”The show must go on”.
So now I have to take Mucinex and Nyquil and a million liquids and vitamins to try to feel better as soon as possible. I don’t have a show until Thursday night. I will handle feeling like a millions shades of suck if only, only I can still sing. It’s a crapshoot; Sometimes I keep my voice through sickness like this, sometimes not.
Last month when I was sick I couldn’t even SPEAK.
Keep your fingers crossed for me, people.