Please; don't hate me because my life is awesome.
I returned from the desert two weeks ago (Saturday night). By Sunday evening, I started developing a rash. By late Tuesday morning, I was 80% covered, literally from my toes to my neck, in hives. Um, like this shot:
I was pretty sure I was dying. Not to mention it hurt every time I moved an inch. Fortunately, I got in to see my dermatologist Tuesday afternoon, who confirmed this was an allergic reaction, and proscribed oral steroids, among other medications, to remedy the situation. By the weekend, I was feeling better. I'm still not sure what caused the allergic reaction. Perhaps an allergy to work? Or the absence of alcohol in my system?
And then there is work . . . There's always a price to be paid for spending a week out of the office. Since my return, I've been working 12 hour weekdays, and 6 to 8 hours a day on the weekends. I was suppose to be up in New York last weekend for a friends wedding, but had to cancel (and eat $600 or so in hotel / airfare). Yesterday, I spent about 8 hours in the office, and, today, awoke at 6:30 to get crack-a-lack'n once again. I'm trying to get out of the house around 4:00 today to head out west to catch the Fray and Train at Jiffy Lube Live tonight. We'll see how that goes.
In any event, as of now, I'm still planning on being out in Vegas Thursday night for a quick weekend of Kenny Chesny and gambling. Fingers crossed!