I kept getting more and more sick. I thought, "What in the heck is wrong with me?" I don't party. I get 7+ hours of sleep every night. I eat well. I stay away from caffeine and don't even like candy. I get plenty of exersize. I am happy. But for 3 days I haven't been able to get up and do a thing. Not hoop. Not even talk. It hurts too much. I haven't been able to take care of my kids. My sweet Benjamin has had to step in and be a single dad while I lie in bed.

I knew Tues of last week I was feeling sickly. I figured it was a sinus infection since my nose was burning so much. I had a few antibiotics left so I started myself on those, but my body was not responding. By Saturday I was running a fever. By Sunday I was worsening, and I knew I would have to see a Dr. I rolled myself out of bed and into the Dr.'s office yesterday for a lovely diagnosis of Mono. He told me I absolutely would not be able to go to Hoop Convergence. Said camping and hooping is the last thing I needed to do right now, and ordered me to rest for 10 days. Apparently, hooping can rupture the spleen during mono infections? I just sat there and cried. I feel - there's not even a word for it. Sad. Angry. Impatient. Tired. Hungry. Scared. Like a toddler whose lollipop has been torn from his grasp. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! I just want to lie on the floor and throw a temper tantrum or something. And I probably would if I had that much energy. Just typing these words is more than I've done in days. I am so freaking sad about this!!!

I guess on the bright side I have lost 5 pounds.

But now I don't get my honeymoon. :(

I regret to tell you this, Jewels, but I don't think I am gonna make it. It has been with great anticipation that I have been counting the days to meet all of you beautiful people, but my bubble has been burst. $^#*.

I'll get that honeymoon ONE DAY. For now, I'll have another cup o' tea.

*kicks desk* ouch.