I have no voice, and yet still I keep talking

I'm home - and I've had an absolutely fabulous time. Big kisses and hugs to everyone who was in Chicago who I didn't see to say bye to, it was great meeting everyone, I just wish I had more time to spend with you all.

The travelling and sightseeing portion of my trip went very smoothly, and I'll be posting more about everything (with pictures) in the next few days I hope.

There were only three downsides to Challenge: it needed to go for much longer, I was totally not ready to leave; the club situation (I got in, thanks to amazing luck and a generous stranger) but it sucked so much that so few did; and that I was sick. Came down with a nasty case of plague[1] on Friday (didn't think I was sick for a while, blamed various things on karaoke aftereffects and not eating), but by the time I went to bed early Friday night feverish (so much so that it didn't occur to me to take paracetamol or anything) my denial was over. Major apologies to anyone who comes down with post-Challenge lurgy cause of me :(

My sister is going to call and make a doctors appointment for me, I have almost no voice at all. Way worse than when I left Chicago, I'm reduced to whispering, though the ear pains are mostly gone, and didn't bother me too much on the flight thankfully. I've never lost my voice this badly before, and I've got quite a cough. Probably just post-viral, but I start classes again tomorrow, so I need to get it checked out. Hopefully she'll be able to get away from work early and go to school with me, to help sort stuff out.

It's nice to be home, but sad too.

[1] I'm not a doctor, it could be the plague for all I know.

Also, new icon from the fantabulous miss hnix!

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Has anyone posted files of Tony's pre-game performance? I recorded it with my mp3 player, quality is not great, so I won't bother posting unless there isn't something better available.

He came right by the table I was at in the club twice, but both times I was on the wall side of the table, and between my dying voice and the noise, I didn't try and talk to him then, but I did manage to tell him that I really enjoyed his performance when he went through the hotel bar on Sunday, so yay :) But someone give the guy a sandwich or something, he's so slim!

And another new icon from hnix :)

I'll explain more about this later, but I've found info for my sponsor fairy godmother, though not an email address. Might just email one of the general ones and ask how I can get in contact with her, I must send a thank you note.

Cause you all want to hear about my plague, I'm sure

I'm now under doctor's orders not to talk for the next couple of days, not even whispering, unless absolutely necessary. If I keep talking, I too could have nodules.

Yeah, those who've met me and know how much I talk, feel free to laugh your asses off right about now, my sister already has. Makes showing holiday photos to the family an exercise in frustration and note writing.

Let's see, it's now about 3am Tuesday morning in Chicago? Saturday night, I got about two and half hours sleep. Sunday night aka on the flights home (and I was wrong about the time from LA to Sydney, it's over 14 hours going this way), I got a couple of hours, but no more than 3 to 4 I think. So since waking Saturday morning (at least I got quite a bit of sleep Friday night), I've had 5 to 6 hours sleep. That I'm able to type at the moment actually amazes me, but I'm fading fast.