Two weeks ago I was supposed to fly to Tokyo.  On the way to the airport I felt slightly sick.  I arrived at SFO three hours before the flight was scheduled to take off, and in the Japan Airlines lounge I felt even sicker.  I took the usual dose of travel sickness drugs, but to no avail.  I felt bad, looked green, and ultimately thought that I’d never make it on a 12 hour flight to Japan.  At the gate, as people were boarding, I told the gate attendants that I didn’t think I could get on the plane.  The Japan Airlines staff were very helpful and they quickly pulled my bags from the cargo hold.  I went home and ended up missing my trip completely, as I spent the next 2 days in bed.  Talk about timing, right?

Two days after that I managed to make it into the office, and things were getting back to normal.  Well, the next day, Sara came home from work and she was pretty sick.  I took her to the doctor, who diagnosed her as likely having H1N1.  I say likely because they gave up testing for it, since everyone seemed to be coming down with it last week.  The next day, I got it too!  I was sick pretty much all of last week, and it was just horrible.  I’m feeling better now, thank goodness!

So, anyway, on Friday Sara’s dad and Charlotte came to visit.  Today we ran up to San Francisco and while walking around I grabbed this photo of a fire engine in one of North Beach’s fire stations.  I haven’t taken a photo in weeks, and despite the fact I still feel weak and somewhat tired, it felt really good to snap off a few frames.  Photography is just what the doctor ordered!