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Friday, July 18, 2008

There's only one thing worse than having a stomach virus: Having a stomach virus away from home.

That was me last Friday. The very night I arrived for a writer's retreat, I was up all night munching rolaids like a woman desperate to avoid an encounter with the great white throne. Good news, it worked. Bad news, I was still down for 24 hours, face-down on a sterile pillow on a hard bed with nothing familiar but my toothbrush.

Mama Colleen was in the hotel though and checked on me, and my roomie Kristin kept me up-to-date on the goings on that I was missing. I worried the entire time about infecting Kristin before she had a chance to be honored for being a Christy finalist, but alas, she stayed healthy and I was feeling good in time to see her honored. Above, we're at the Christy's celebrating her acheivement.
Denise Hunter  
posted at 8:53 AM  
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At 12:46 PM, Blogger Ane Mulligan said...

Oh how I sympathize! I HATE to be that kind of sick. I can take ANY kind but that. I hate it so much, I begged my doctor to give me a prescription of compazine to keep with me when I travel.

Glad you're better. :)

At 4:31 PM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

So sorry you were sick at the retreat, Denise, but glad to hear you're doing better!!!

At 8:29 PM, Blogger Ausjenny said...

Oh I agree I do feel for you. Glad it was only 24 hours and you didn't infect Kristen.
Its the pits having tummy bugs when away. (or anytime)

At 8:50 PM, Blogger Denise Hunter said...

The bright side was I didn't have kids to take care of and shuttle around. :-)

At 12:52 AM, Blogger Kristin said...

Okay, there are just way too many pictures of me on this blog. Talk about having a stomach virus!! Denise put up with me well considering how sick she was. I felt so bad to invade the room. I think the thing that bothered me the most is that Denise was still nice when sick. I want others to feel my pain when I'm sick. LOL

At 12:52 AM, Blogger Kristin said...

Ane, that prescription sounds like my maiden name! Maybe Denise got some with me there. LOL

At 2:20 AM, Blogger Anna Marie said...

I'm so sorry you were sick with the virus. Last winter, my family and I had the 7 day bug! We never been so sick!
I'm glad you felt after 24 hours, but it still seems like forever.

At 9:59 AM, Blogger Tiff (Amber Miller) Stockton said...

Ohh, blech. I don't recall being away from home and sick, but I've been that way *at* home, and it's no fun wherever you are!

Glad you had Mommy Colleen to help and Kristin's strong constitution kept her from catching it. At least you were able to enjoy most of ICRC.

And happy to hear you recovered quickly, back to your old self. :)

At 1:08 AM, Blogger Julie Carobini said...

I'm just getting over a 24 hr. thing. How AWFUL to be in a hotel room dealing with it. So sorry to hear it. Your friends are sweeties ;)

At 6:37 AM, Blogger Rhonda/WA state said...

Many years ago, I was on a trip to NY. We settled in and the next morning had breakfast provided by the swanky hotel we stayed in. (This was a trip won by husband.)

We ate breakfast and then headed out on our own walking tour.

By the afternoon, my stomach was gurgling. We were in Battery Park crammed in like sardines to watch the fireworks show. I HAD to find a restroom. It was almost impossible with so many people around. Finally, one very tall, big man parted the sea.

By the time we made it back to the hotel, I had a full blown case of salmonella going on. I couldn't have left my new found best friend, the big white throne, if I wanted to.

It was so bad that we had to call the hotel doctor. Apparently, so did other hotel guests who had ingested the eggs served for breakfast. Some were hospitalized.

After a few days, we were heading home to California. I don't know of anything worse than the plane ride back.

So Denise, I can sympathize. Glad it lasted a short time!

At 7:04 PM, Blogger Sarah said...

Getting sick away from home is the worst. None of the familiar comforts of home and (for me), not able to complain and demand attention in the way I normally would.

I got really sick once while I was traveling out of state. I typically called home every few days to check in with my mom but didn't call the whole week I was sick because what could she do about it except worry? I didn't plan on telling her ever, but it slipped out a few weeks later and from then on if I went too many days without calling, she would call and want to know if I was sick. Since I was in a different location every week for months at a time, this was fairly often if cell phone coverage was sketchy.

Denise, I was up all last Friday night reading The Convenient Groom. Picked it up for "just a minute" before going to bed and ended up reading all night. I kept saying to myself, I'll just read a little more until things are more settled between these two, and then it was morning and the book was almost finished already anyway, so I just read all of it. I never do that. Write faster. We need more books like that. Seriously though, how am I supposed to finish my manuscript by conference if you keep writing books I can't put down?

Hope you're all better now.


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Kristin Billerbeck
Kristin Billerbeck is a proud Californian, wife, mother of four, and connoisseur of the irrelevant. She writes Christian Chick Lit; where she finds need for most of the useless facts lulling about in her head.

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Denise Hunter writes women's fiction and love stories with a strong emotional element. Her husband says he provides her with all her romantic material, but Denise insists a good imagination helps too.

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