I got home around 7:45 Sunday night, happy to be home but with a nasty sore throat.
Yep, the con crud officially got me.
I wasn’t actually surprised. I got far too little sleep Tuesday night/Wednesday morning and never got a nap. I slept well (and even enough) on Wednesday and Thursday night. But Friday I woke up with a sort of cloud behind my nose. Not quite congestion, more a vague promise of it.
I made a deal with myself that I just had to stave off actual illness until Sunday so that I could enjoy the conference to its fullest.
Somehow that actually worked because I made it through the last night. I even went to the closing party’s after party at some local bar without any noteworthy symptoms.
My body was so true to its word that the symptoms didn’t hit until after I’d crawled into bed at 3 a.m. Which, to be fair, was technically Sunday.
Unfortunately, I didn’t get to stay in bed long. The sore throat and a light cough woke me up about once an hour until I gave up in disgust at 7:30. Mom’s DF was due to be back at 8:30 anyway, so it was easiest to just jump in the shower and get a head start on packing up the copious toiletries (read: too much makeup) I’d brought along with me.
Happily, DF had some throat drops that he donated to the cause, though they mainly just took the edge off rather than stopping the throat pain altogether.
As of last night, a cough has settled in. Nothing too horrible — though symptoms are obviously worse at nighttime — but I can definitely feel this cold settling into my lungs a bit. So I’ve started taking cold meds and hoping for the best.
I’m still counting myself lucky, since Mom came down with a nasty upper respiratory the day after landing in Dallas. It took two days of rest plus antibiotics to get her back on her feet. But since she had come down a couple of days early, she managed not to miss much of the conference. And I had a much easier time finding her in a crowd because I could just follow the consumptive-sounding cough.
Despite all this, I had a great time at FinCon. I got to meet a couple of new people, including the truly awesome Kylie Travers. The only downside (besides con crud) is that I missed two of the people I wanted to meet. Turns out they were leaving sooner than I thought, so we were ships passing in the night.
Interestingly, they both live in the same city. So maybe this is the universe’s way of telling me to go to Nashville. I have no idea what we’d do there (besides visit with my friends) but I’m sure there’s plenty of stuff in the city that isn’t related to country music. Right?
Alas, that’s a worry for another day. The busy season is coming ’round at work, and there won’t be a way to get away for a while.
How’d your week go? Also keep an eye on Mom’s blog because I’m sure she’ll do a big FinCon s