If you’ve been playing along at home, you might recall that I casually mentioned something that might either be a cold or really dedicated allergies.
Anyway, I went to class last night, danced pretty well even though I couldn’t hear, speak, or breathe particularly well, then went on to Acro, although my head had begun to hurt.
In Acro, I started out okay, and then the angry weasels that live in my sinuses decided to step up their efforts. I spent the back half of class lying around on the mats with an arm thrown over my eyes and occasionally peering out to check D’s form, which has improved considerably of late.b BOTH of his feet even point at the same time now!
By the time we got in the car to go home, the weasels—presumably still angry, but also invested with a new sense of purpose—had apparently undertaken a major renovation project in my left maxillary sinus and eye socket.
Whatever they’re doing in there, I sincerely hope that they’re improving the design of my sinuses so I won’t be so prone to infections.
That would be awesome.
Needless to say, no modern for me today, and tomorrow I’m going to the doc to get this looked at in hopes of being functional during next week’s intensive.
*I should probably admit that I’ve spent the past two weeks or so thinking, “I sure hope that [insert x weird thing my head is doing] doesn’t mean I’m incubating a sinus infection,” so it’s not entirely a surprise.