This post is going to be filled with twirly whirly events. I can only describe them that way because theyre so strange. :-) Well, I guess not that strange, but they've at least kept me on my toes.
Last Tuesday Rowan and I flew into Jacksonville, FL where we were picked up by Grandmommy (Beth, my mom) and whisked off to my hometown so Rowan could meet his Great-Grammies. That went great, but I came down with a little cold. It was basically just some congestion and a low grade fever. Friday we set off for Atlanta as planned: Grandmommy, Aunt Julie, Rowan, and me. Our dear friends Angel, Michael, and Patrick live south of Atlanta so we stopped for dinner there. It was great, and we headed to our Residence Inn in Midtown. Somewhere in the middle of the night I woke up feeling really cold and sweaty so just to be safe I took my temperature -- and it was 102! I IMMEDIATELY went downstairs to the front desk, armed with my credit card, and explained what was going on: I needed a room separate from the suite where everyone else was. I mean, even when I had just a low fever (99.3 average) I was covering my face while I breastfed Rowan, and I practically refused to touch him otherwise. Now with a high fever I absolutely couldn't stand the thought of exposing him! Anyway, the front desk guy was SO understanding, he gave me a room for free for the night. In the morning when I still was fevered (though not as high) he let me stay in the room for a very reduced rate for the next night. I spent all day yesterday (Saturday) cooped up in my hotel room when I was supposed to be at the conference. It was awful! At least there was football on television...until the cable went out on the whole city block! Yikes. That motivated me to take a what I thought was very short stroll to a drugstore to get surgical masks so I could finally go feed Rowan rather than pumping milk and passing it off to Mom and Julie That worked, and finally last night after 24 hours of not getting near him, I fed Rowan while wearing the mask, fresh clean clothes, and scrubbing up to my biceps with anti-bacterial soap!
He is totally healthy, as are Grandmommy and Aunt Julie Today my fever is gone so I did attend part of the conference (yay). But I definitely am not feeling well enough to fly with Rowan, so would you believe I'm typing this message in the car (Grandmommy has one of those awesome Cingular wireless cards for the laptop) on the way back to south Georgia? I'll fly home Thursday instead of today...from Jacksonville instead of Atlanta. I'm sure to be healthy as a horse by then.
Now that you've read this story for its entertainment value, take it also as my excuse that there may not be a picture of the day for tomorrow and possibly a few days after that. I'm sure you've noticed I post the pictures of the day many days ahead of time, and today was the last one. Not only am I low on energy, the internet connection from my parents' rural house is pretty slow so uploading pics will be a task of torturous proportions.
Oh, and Georgia Tech lost yesterday. The cable in our hotel came back on in time for me to see that.