I taught 20 classes in one week.
I met five deadlines.
On Sunday, I had my first day off in over a month (since coming back from India) and drove out to McHenry for a christening (which I missed) and luncheon (at which I overate).
On Tuesday I ate something bad, and on Tuesday night I womited (but only air would come out).
On Wednesday I spent the day in bed, cancelling appointments, lining up subs and indulging in the darkest of thoughts (the ones where you question every decision you've ever made).
And on Thursday I began to pick up the pieces....