glyph I saw on a stela at La Milpa, Belize
I woke up yesterday feeling good. I got an email a couple weeks ago from a friend and professor at UCLA, asking if I could lead his class through the ancient Maya exhibit at LACMA. Of course I accepted, and it went great. I was nervous the day before, but I pulled the class in front of a stela, and my mouth just started moving and I was awesome. So much fun! Once again (just like when I landed Karate Job), it was a small dream come true: I got to teach a group of college students about the ancient Maya.
I got home to dote on Diminutive Roommate, who is recovering from some minor surgery. Her mom came into town for it, and she’s the best. DR is healing quickly, and being a real champ about it. I think it really helps that her mom is here to be doctorly and motherly. She’s pretty great. We played Epic Spell Wars: Duel at Mount Skullzfyre, and had a little caramel Bailey’s. I can’t imagine my mom rolling with that kind of plan. She’s so full of judgement. Plus, we’d have to get her out of the house first.
Anyway, Diminutive Roommate has been sick for a couple of weeks, and I’ve been keeping my distance whenever I could to make sure I didn’t catch anything (although the kids at the dojo have been pretty nose-picky lately). I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised. My throat started hurting around 8pm. Within an hour I was sore everywhere and exhausted. I woke up this morning with a fever of 100.1. Crap. I emailed both jobs and said I wouldn’t be coming in. I’d just be arriving at Karate Job right now if I’d been healthy today.
Sister shared a memory with my family a little while ago that once, when I was sick with a fever, she covered me with blankets just like my folks told her to when they left for work. When they came back, I had a fever of 105 or something, and they got mad at her for putting all those blankets on me. We were just kids, she didn’t know any better. Still, she was next to tears when told us about that. I don’t remember that at all. She obviously still feels responsible. Poor Sister.