Ugh...

Hi everyone. I write to you tonight sitting in a room by myself in a different dorm building. Why is that, you ask? Well, that's an interesting story.

Remember when my teammate got diagnosed with swine flu on Wednesday? On Thursday, I woke up with a really sore throat. Even though I had gotten almost 7 hours of sleep, I was also really tired all day. And I was coughing. And I was kind of having chills. I made it through the day, then at about 4:30 I went to Christina, my team leader, and told her that I hadn't been feeling my best today, and that if I felt the same or worse in the morning, I would probably call her and stay in for the day. (On the agenda for today was that everyone in the sun unit was going to a middle school, then each team would do something different. Dig trails, plant flowers, all outdoor physical stuff that I probably shouldn't do if I'm sick.) She said no, I'm going to the doctor. I didn't think it was that bad, but she insisted. She said she had to go to a meeting, but that I should call her at 6:30.

I called at 6:30, and first she said that I wouldn't go to the doctor, but that I should definitely stay in on Friday. Then we started talking about my symptoms, and she said she had to call Vaughn the unit leader then call me back. Well, she called me back and told me to pack a bag with everything that I would need for 10 days because I'm being quarantined. Without a diagnosis. It could just be a cold, and yet - quarantine.

So I had to pack up and wait for Christina to come get me to take me to my new room. She had to bring me a mask to wear in the hall. So, off I go to another dorm. I packed everything I could think of that could possibly entertain me, but it's been less than 24 hours and I'm already tired of it. My day was spent sleeping, eating, sleeping, watching TV on the computer, and sleeping. I also talked to Swine-y #1 a little. She's two doors down from me, and we're allowed to talk from our doorways. I'm only allowed out for the bathroom and shower, which is right across the hall.

I talked to Vaughn a few minutes ago, and he reassured me that it was only precaution, which I totally understand. We all live so close together, and share bathrooms, and spend ALL THE TIME together, so it would be really easy for it to spread really fast. So I understand, but it's no fun. Vaughn said that we could monitor my symptoms, and if I'm not better by Monday, I could go to the doctor. So I guess I definitely have three days of confinement. Or to use the official term, "isolation." I used to word quarantine with Vaughn, and he said they didn't like to use that word. I'm not sure which is worse.

So, that was my day. Comments, emails, phone calls, etc. are more welcome than ever. I can pretty much guarantee I won't be busy. :)