an exercise in imagination:

how thanksgiving break would be like if i had not fallen dastardly ill
1) Wed: Would have gone to South Street with Nadia + Amy, shopped around, gotten desserts, had dinner, hopped on the bus to NY, had sushi and watched a movie at my sister's place.
2) Thurs: Gone skating by the river, had a great thanksgiving dinner and enjoyed wine and ice cream (sigh), gone out with Y etc after.

instead
1) Tues Night - Wed early morning: Puked, puked, puked, puked. Slept for 5 hours with chills and aches, woke up feeling like shit. Decide to take a shower and try and head out w Amy, Nad goes first. Take a shower and nap a bit, still feel like shit and feverish. Tell Amy to go ahead -- sleep for 3+++ more hours feeling feverish and having diarrhea. they come back, we go for dinner by which point i feel like im going to faint, my finger tips are all tingly and buzzy... Decide that i Cannot take the bus in this state and go back to sleep at Nad's place till the next morning.
2) Thurs morn: catch bus to NY. SLEEEEP. Buy groceries etc to cook -- feel like dying while cookng halfway. My sister, her friend and her friend's ex (who's very nice) and Y are over for dinner. Don't really feel like eating (felt nauseous all day). Cannot drink the wine (which is very nice and sweet, i had some in the end). Stomach starts hurting increasingly through meal and at around 10 i retire from the table to lie in bed and convalesce. SAD. slept for a bit and now i'm awake again.
how sianz. : (