Then I did nothing. Nothing. I sipped water and Gatorade all day and took strange, feverish naps.
I texted people to gather my children and keep them until my husband arrived. I canceled class, thankful that it was a peer editing day and not a lecture day.
That's all you can do. Cancel everything and thank God that this might have been another day--on a plane or a stage.
This time around, I'm less dramatic and more thankful. I'm in bed thankful for a quiet home, a warm bed, and friends.