So, remember my last post and how excited I was about going camping with my family? I was going to fish, hike, sleep, eat, and relax??? Yeah. Didn't happen.
Don't worry though...we still loaded up the car, made the three hour drive up to Bridger Lake, unloaded the car, put up the tent, and made the bed. Then, an hour later, we Dave loaded everything up and headed home.
I was SICK. As in like SUPER ill. I won't go into details (NO, I'm not pregnant). But I was miserable. We ended up going to the ER in Evanston, WY...which was an experience in and of itself btw. There's nothing like walking into the ER and hearing a cow moo not fifty feet away at the same time. They were bailing hay across the street. Awesome.
It actually was a very nice hospital. I just found the podunkiness of it all rather amusing.
I had a kidney infection. Lovely.
About an hour later we were back on the road on our way home. Worst drive ever. I managed to not upchuck all over myself the whole way. And then we drove out of Weber Canyon and merged onto Highway 89. You know that on-ramp? How it's a huge swirlydoo? (That's the only word I can think of to describe it). Well, upon driving on said swirlydoo on-ramp, I lost it...and all my work of keeping the little food I had in me down was gone. Good thing the Wendy's bag from earlier was still in the car. Ugh...gross.
So instead of my lovely relaxing weekend, I spent my days on the couch and in the bathroom with my head in the toilet. Joy.
Poor Dave...we took Friday and Monday off from work...and spent it doing nothing.
We're back at work today, and of course I'm feeling FINE now. Ugh. I'm glad I'm not so sick anymore, but seriously. WORST timing ever. Good thing school starts in less than two weeks!!! Can you tell I'm having a bad day? Such is life.
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