Sicko...

So, I got sick over the weekend... It all started with Ramzi and I planning a weekend get-away early in the quarter before we get too busy. Neither of us had ever been to Lake Tahoe and we love skiing (or snowboarding in Ramzi's case), so we figured we'd go all the way up to Tahoefor a weekend of fun.

We rented a van, got some friends onboard, some of which we picked up in the bay area on the way up there, everything was going smoothly until Ramzi starts getting sick on the way up there. About 5 hours into the drive he's really sick and we still have another 5 hours to go. He's taking every medication we can think of to get better, but by the time we make it up to Tahoe, which is sometime Friday afternoon, he has a really high fever and is sniffling and coughing like crazy!

I'm taking care of my poor bf the best I can, while still having fun with the rest of the gang. I enjoy a full day of skiing on Saturday (see previous posts), while Ramzi is at the hotel recovering. During dinner Saturday evening, I for some reason feel the urge to boast about my awesome immune system. I apparently thought that it was so obvious that my immune system is the best. I was so close to Ramzi and yet, not getting sick, it would have shown by then right... and so on...

Sunday comes and I wake up with a dry throat and a dry cough :( In Greek mythology, they would explain what happened to me as a common case of hubris. Ramzi is feeling a little better and we make it up to the slopes. We do a few runs, and the cold, dry air is burning in my throat. Both of us feel exhausted by lunch time. We sit down in the umbrella bar on the Nevada side to rest. I start feeling better in the heat and order beers. I drink two, and then I'm starting to feel really sick. I'm almost fainting walking from the bar to the restroom. Another good call on my side: when too sick to ski - drink some beer! 

That night we drive home, or rather Steve, Ramzi, and Michael drive home while I sleep in the backseat. We make it home 4am Monday morning, and I spent most of Monday filling my body with cough medicine and vitamins. Ramzi installed a humidifier, because on top of everything else, southern california is having a heat wave which includes dry desert air, which is like inhaling glass fiber when you have a cold. 

Tuesday, I make it to campus, but got sent home by my advisor, because it's obvious I'm of no use in my current shape. Today, I've been trying to do work, while continuing to take every cold medicine in our medicine cabinet, and I must say I am getting a little better!

Lessons learned: Always quarantine yourself before going on a trip and watch out for hubris!