post conference plague

I nearly died.

Somewhere between coughing all night and my kids waking me up when I *could* sleep, it was a near homicide.

In the wake of of the #140Conf and TypeACon, I suffered the dreaded “post-conference plague”.

Before I go any further let me make sure I’m clear that I’m NOT COMPLAINING.

Yes, I’m complaining about the snot, phlegm, hacking, ear-popping, and  other disease festivities.

But never the steps that led to it.

The hug after hug after hug.

Too many kissed cheeks to count.

Hands held and clenched as words were said and NOT said.

Faces pressed close as memories were captured.

I’ll never complain about those.

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5 Responses to post conference plague

  1. Susan in the Boonies July 13, 2012 at 9:47 PM #

    Wish I could have contributed to the germ pile.
    Virtual hugs, hand presses, and no sneezes.

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  2. Faiqa July 12, 2012 at 7:10 PM #

    So. What you’re saying is… you don’t feel good?

    • Anissa Mayhew July 12, 2012 at 11:45 PM #

      I hate you

  3. Redneck Mommy July 11, 2012 at 10:28 PM #

    It was my fault. I kept trying to stick my tongue in your mouth. I’ve gotta control that urge. I’ll work on it.

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    • Anissa Mayhew July 12, 2012 at 11:44 PM #

      NEVER control it!!!!

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