One day, a few weeks ago, I caught a cold.
I was preparing for a long visit to my hometown so there was much to do to get ready to travel. I had orders to finish and projects to wrap up and I diligently set about ticking these things off of my to-do list. I said goodbye to my friends, packed my suitcase, and confirmed my living arrangements in Michigan.
I found myself in a doctor’s office, wheezing with plugged ears so that I misunderstood simple questions and gave them the name of my sister when asked about medication. There was an awkward pause but it was brushed off when I explained that I couldn’t hear a damned thing.
Now on antibiotics, I am recovering nicely and I hope to be blogging regularly about my 8 week adventure back in my hometown of Flint. You may have heard of it?