tecgirl

My sickness turned into a rather nasty case of bronchitis/laryngitis, and I must say - last Sunday was still the worst of it. I still wake up several times a night with coughing fits, but the headache and soreness was at it's peak a week ago. I made it to class on Tuesday and then flew to LA for a content summit shoot. We shot in Agoura Hills the first day and Malibu the next. I shot interviews and was so glad - I couldn't have directed anything if I wanted to - I totally lost my voice! Several times I had to cut shooting to have coughing fits, and by the end of day two I was in full whisper. The shoots went well and we had a great time, despite me sounding like a 13 year old boy. At our wrap dinner I had to whisper into the ears of friends to order for me. I was thankful that my flight home on Saturday wasn't a red-eye, since I had another coughing fit and only got about five hours of sleep.

I rode to the airport with two other videographers and we had a quick bloody before our flights. When I went up to the counter to check in, the man asked if I wanted on an earlier flight, and of course I said yes. Then, not a minute later I was being paged on the PA to get to Gate 1 (I was at Gate 9). So I ran to Gate 1, gasping and wheezing. I nabbed a decent seat on the plane and gained composure only to be informed that we'd be sitting there for another 45 minutes to get clearance from SFO. I came home to a very sick boyfriend. His symptoms are a little different, but we both feel like shit nonetheless. I curse the bug that plagues us both.