So, the day that I got back from Austin, I was feeling really run down. I figured... hey what do you expect after 5 days straight of getting back to the hotel at 4am. The first day back, I took it easy -took Christopher into school and then drove into work. By about 4pm at work, people were asking me what the hell was wrong with me. I was spacey, my eyes were bloodshot. I set off for home.

That night I woke up in the middle of the night with an insane earache that went on from 1am to 4am. Nothing I did could alleviate it, so I went to the emergency room. There they gave me some Vicadin and a Z-pack.

Stayed home from work the next day, but now my ears started draining weird fluids... Back to the doctor on Wednesday for 2 kinds of eardrops - one for anitbiotics and one to numb the ear... great stuff.

The next day, I had to be in San Diego for work. No problems on the drive, but I started to tire as the day went on. Could have been the meetings, but I think it was the fact that my eye was now beginning to ooze forth mucous... By 9:30, I could barely open my eye... so I just crashed out early.

Friday started ok, but began to crash again at 4:30. I was supposed to go see the Stars concert courtesy of B-Marsh, but there was no way in hell I could nut up for that. I was in bed by 9:30pm.

Saturday, marginally better - except for taking vicidan in the middle of the night to offset the headache.

Today... thought I was getting better, but I'm starting to tire again... oh well, we'll see how it turns out tomorrow.

The moral of the story. Never go to Texas. They raise deadly varmits in that neck of the country.