Violence and Beauty

Thursday, April 01, 2004

I am now known as "the sick guy." I got so sick yesterday that Sujoy, the groundskeeper guy, and a random landscaper dude had to help me walk down the stairs. I was so sick I couldn't walk. I just woke up and was so sick that rolling over made me throw up. I thought I had meningitis and I almost got an ambulance to come via the Australian equivalent of 911 (which is 000).

After one of my acquaintances died of meningitis in November, and I had read some really scary stuff about it, I was really freaked out. I've never went to bed feeling A-OK and woke up that sick.

On a two minute drive down the road to the doctor's, I think I threw up like five times. The doctor had to give me a shot to reduce the nausea. It was intramuscular and hurt so much I think it could've knocked an elephant out of a coma.

But I feel a lot better now, good enough to tell it all to you over this ol' blog.

I managed to miss two rehearsals and two classes! Yay for sickness.

Peace for now kids.