For those of you who know me well, I never get sick. I am like a machine. Well, I made the mistake of mishandling some raw chicken and contracted camplyobacter, a food borne illness that LEVELED me. I have never been this sick in my life. All I did was sleep for the first few days. The last month has been a living hell. I am getting close to better but the aftermath is still affecting me to this day.
Why am I writing an article about this, you ask? Well, because I have been way too weak and worn out to even THINK about writing an article on here for a long time. This is the first time I've sat down at my computer for longer than 15 minutes in a month.
I have not done my weekly radio show in several weeks, I have missed quite a bit of work and I have not spent much time thinking about Detroit music or anything else long enough to write an article about it. I've missed an entire month of shows, CD releases, events and more but I wanted nothing to do with sitting in an uncomfortable chair trying to pound out an article when I could be lying down or on the couch. I basically let all responsibilities drop to the floor, which I would never do under normal circumstances to try and recover from this brutal virus.
I will be writing more articles in the future, I promise. I just wanted to enlighten everyone as to my absence. Thank you for the love and support people have been sending my way, I appreciate it very much.