This weekend was my last sistrum concert. All in all it went really well. Saturday night was a twist in that I realized that I was ill right before the concert. I thought maybe it was my blood pressure or blood sugar as those can go wonky... but no... my stomach was just horrid. I even went so far as to disappear for awhile, snuck to corner and lay down for awhile. I wasn't gonna make it. So I talked to Meredith and re-arranged my position so I had an easy exit... I basically forced myself song after song to stay on stage... after I basically lip sang the commissioned piece, I realized I was done, left the stage and made it to the bathroom to become violently ill. I then immediately went back on stage. It turned out I only missed one song. Ironically I actually felt better and actually was able to enjoy the rest of the concert. I spent a short time at the afterglow, then left and drove home. I felt kinda proud that I managed to get through the night. It was totally mind over body. I was not going to miss my last concert.
I stayed back on the last song, a last minute decision, instead of going into the crowd. It was awesome, just standing back and seeing such happiness and bonding... and freedom as the audience and women of sistrum danced on stage. It was a great ending to the season... and my time with Sistrum.
Today I've been semi-sick all day. I slept on an off until 2pm and have done nothing else but chill on the couch since then. I've got a slight headache and I'm still tired. But I'm ok. It was so worth pushing myself to see and be a part of such an amazing experience.