It's Not Happening

While I was looking forward to the National Spelling Bee, I won't be able to make it. For two weeks I have felt unwell. I cannot say I was sick, just back and forth with my energy and sleeping too much some days. My allergies did bother me. I coughed just a bit, sneezed a bit, had an earache occasionally, and my throat felt a bit tight on occasion. Finally, it hit me full force.

Yesterday, I had exbf drive me to the doctor. With the long-running symptoms, the doctor thought I might have walking pneumonia. She said it was going around. A blood test ruled out walking pneumonia.

At any rate, I am too ill to make the trip on Friday. The antibiotic has not kicked in yet, so I feel worse today than yesterday. Even if I wake up feeling marvelous tomorrow, today is the day to pack, wash anything that needs washing, just generally making all preparations.

Next year, I will attend. A person does not have to win a local spelling bee to go to nationals. As long as a person is over fifty-years-old and pays the entry fee, the person is in the bee. That surprised me. But, I did win the right to attend.

It's over.