The last week in bullets

• Christmas night-picked parents, bro, and aunt up from airport at 11pm; ate dinner at Waffle House; opened Christmas presents; went to bed at 2:30am; couldn't sleep until 4am; got up for work at 5:30am
• Weekend-had a great time with the family shopping, eating, drinking, laughing, playing with the dogs; it was super warm so we walked on the beach; saw Adam Sandler's movie Bedtime Stories which was decent
• Sunday night-went to a raw bar for oysters on the half shell which were fabulous, another higlight of the evening was red velvet bread pudding, yum! went to bed around 10; at 11pm Rich literally crawls into the room and lays on the floor asking me to get him gatorade and a wet washcloth; i think he is drunk but turns out it was the beginning of the plague; he tosses and turns with fever all night
• Rich manages to go to work; I go to work feeling fine; around 7am get a little nauseous and attribute it to the rich food from the night before; by 9am I have terrible body aches, am throwing up, and have that shivering feverish feeling; I call the fam to come pick me up from work; spend the day laying on the couch feeling like death; they have to drive themselves to the airport because I physically cannot get up; Rich comes home from work early because he feels awful but slightly better than me; finally around 6am Tuesday morning the fever breaks and I start to think I might survive
• Tuesday-I still can't stomach the sight or thought of food; spend most of the day on the couch in PJs wondering what the heck we have and where we caught it; finally feel like getting up; go see Marley and Me; sob our eyes out because it is so sad..but great; attempt to eat dinner but can't; back to the couch; sleep through Burn After Reading; bed
• Wednesday-feel like a million bucks, at least relative to the last 2 days; back to work and actually think I may be able to eat a real meal today
• Haven't run or done any other form of exercise since the bloody Christmas morning run; looking forward to a short run this evening although I'm anticipating it to be really tough since we're both weak from the sickness and lack of running
• The wounds are healing-the elbow is definitely the worst, it has a gnarly scab and I seem to bang it on something at least every 10 minutes or so
• I am working on a "Goals/Hopes/Dreams for 2009" post, hopefully I'll get that one up later today; we are being big losers tonight and staying home, taking down Christmas decorations, resting and hopefully staying awake til midnight.