Unexpected 1 a.m. illness prior to a 6 a.m. flight caused me to cancel travel plans a couple days ago, so I’ve been muddling through a writers’ conference by phone. The upside: participation in jammies, sleeping in my own bed, and plenty of good tea as long as I can make it quietly and one-handed while coddling my cel in the other.
Ginger Peach was the afternoon brew; fit the bill perfectly, although the bag is one of those funny ones where you have to pull out the tag to elongate the string (had to do that with my teeth). The ginger has a nice warming bite to it and the peach isn’t perfumey or artificial.
Oh noes! Feel better soon!
24 hour nausea and mild fever; I felt as bad about the last-minute disruption as I did the icky itself. But something about flying sick made me worry about getting quarantined in Dallas :)