I am feeling like quite the crappy friend. Mikey, the guy who helped me come up with my weight training program, and I usually txt each other quite a few times throughout the day. In fact, he is the person who talked me into getting a cell phone and getting me addicted to it.

Well, at the beginning of the week, things were so crazy that I did not realize we hadn't txted in on Monday, Tuesday, or most of Wednesday. Last evening, it sorta hit me, so I sent him a txt message asking him if everything was all right.

About an hour later, I got a txt back. It was actually a response from his soon-to-be husband saying that Mikey was in the hospital and had been for a couple of days. He seems to have mono and ended up in the hospital because he is having trouble staying hydrated and his temperature keeps shooting up to 103 degrees.

I felt terrible that it had taken me so long to follow up on our not talking because I had been so busy and so tired that I didn't notice anything.

I did get a chance to talk directly to Mikey. It seems they snuck in his cell phone and he was txting me for a while. He seems to be in a pretty good mood, but he is a little more subdued than usual. He is still not any better though.

I am hoping he is able to come home from the hospital soon.