lack of sleep takes its toll

Adam walked into the theatre, last week, with red eyes and nose, sniffling, coughing and pale. Fear struck me and I wished he would just go home... to his bed/couch. For the last week, I had been getting just enough sleep to open my eyes and make it to work the next day. Sentence 1 + sentence 3 = a sick me. Today things finally added up and I am miserable. My union job is very important to me and I don't want to pass this plague onto any of my co-workers and especially the singers so I am loading up on vitamin C and homeopathic remedies. Wish me health!