Hello!! I’m back with Five for Fraturday! 🙂
We got home from Mexico at about 2am on Monday morning. If I had gotten my way, we would have picked Murphie up right then. Who cares if we would have woken up Steve’s aunt and uncle? Not me! I missed my Murphie girl and I wanted to see her so bad! But, instead, we waited until about 9am and then drove out to get her (they live about 45 minutes away from us).
Our reunion was the stuff of movies, let me tell you.
There was a lot of slobber and tail wagging, and Murphie seemed pretty happy to see us, too.
When we got her home, she investigated every room (nothing had changed to her immense relief), and then jumped on our bed. This was about 10:45am on Monday.
And then she got down at 6pm.
She was WIPED OUT.
I wanted to change our sheets and wash the duvet all day, but I didn’t have the heart to make her move so I ended up doing that in the evening.
Anything for my girl.
I brought back a souvenir with me from Mexico.
And it’s called . . . I CAUGHT SOME KIND OF BUG OR BACTERIA OR WHO-KNOWS-WHAT AND NO, I DID NOT DRINK THE WATER, EVERYONE CAN STOP ASKING ME THAT ALREADY.
I was fine the entire two weeks we were there (thank goodness!) but started feeling it on the Sunday we left. I was in the bathroom a few times leading up to the airport (not throwing up — the other kind!!!), but thankfully, I was okay on the plane.
Not so when we got home.
I pretty much went to the bathroom every hour after that, and Steve had to stop half way to his aunt’s house so I could christen a McDonald’s bathroom in a Hi, I’m Kristin, I can’t even think about food and that’s saying something because your fries are the best, but I’m going to use your bathroom, and I don’t even like using public bathrooms, and you’re really not gonna like how I’m using it, either type of way.
Is this too TMI? If so, you’ve stumbled upon the wrong blog and need to click out right now.
I ate a sandwich for lunch and it didn’t agree with me at all.
So I spent Monday doing laundry and spending a lot of time in the bathroom.
The bathrooms in my house and me are now LIKE.THIS.
Toilet paper and me? It’s like we’re married.
I couldn’t even stay out of the bathroom IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT.
And then it kept going all day on Tuesday. I had to cancel a dentist appointment and lunch with my mom because I was so afraid to get in the car and get on the freeway and pretty much just leave the bathroom in general.
The thought of food DISGUSTED me.
That’s when I knew it was REALLY BAD.
I ate nothing and it STILL KEPT GOING.
I was like I do not understand, where is this all coming from, how is this happening, am I going to end up on Untold Stories of the ER because I have some kind of ACTUAL LIVING bug inside of me, dear God in Heaven, make it stop.
But it didn’t.
All night Tuesday.
On Wednesday, after losing 3 1/2 pounds since MONDAY (which I was super happy and thankful for because I indulged in food whilst on vacation like it was MY JOB so talk about a silver lining), I went to Urgent Care.
The doctor’s first question was to ask me if I’d been traveling recently to which I replied I DID NOT DRINK THE WATER, I SWEAR!
So anyways, he hooked me up with an antibiotic to kill whatever was going on, anti nausea medicine, and anti-coming out the wrong end medicine.
It didn’t really kick in until about Thursday night.
I had my first meal on Friday (and I was AFRAID, let me tell you) and it actually stayed inside of me and I think it nourished my body.
Today, Saturday, is the first day since last Sunday that I actually feel almost 100%. I’m probably about 80%.
All of that is to say . . . if you’d like to go on vacation and not worry about getting an illness of any kind, just take me.
Because I’ll get it. I’ll have it. I’ll bring it home with me. And you can just sit there and be fine, and go on with your life, and I’ll be the one to suffer.
I’ll get the kidney stone.
I’ll get the urinary tract infection.
I’ll bring the bug home from Mexico so you can go to work, and go out to eat with your colleagues, and fry up a hamburger in our kitchen that creates such a smell, it sends me running upstairs and into our bedroom to slam the door and practically suffocate myself in a pillow in order to breathe that scent instead of the disgusting hamburger fry smell that’s going to make me LOSE IT.
I’m here for you.
Oh, and if you couldn’t tell, Steve is perfectly fine.
Like I said, TAKE ME ON YOUR VACATION and you shall have no fear.
Here are three books I read while on vacation.
None of them were like GO GET THIS BOOK AND READ IT NOW, YOU WILL LOVE IT.
But they were all good.
The Anita Shreve book is kind of heart breaking. I just really like her writing style. She is one of my favorites.
And I LOVE LOVE LOVE anything by Elin Hildebrand. This book, though . . . I don’t know. It was kind of like Parent Trap but with adults. And I felt like everything was too pretty and tied up in a bow at the end. But whatever. Who am I to say?
Left Neglected was fascinating to me (it’s a fiction story based on a real medical condition that I never even knew existed) and it’s heart breaking and I’m here to say (if I haven’t already) GET OFF YOUR PHONES WHILE YOU ARE DRIVING.
I SAID NOW.
I don’t have a picture of this because I didn’t take any pictures, but I finally made it to the dentist on Thursday.
AND I GOT A GOOD REPORT!
That almost never happens so even though I was experiencing tummy troubles while there, and praying I wouldn’t have to cheat on my bathroom with their bathroom, I was super happy!
Then I went to my mom’s! She had been traveling in Europe with my dad for their 50th wedding anniversary and got back the day Steve and I left for Mexico. So I hadn’t seen her in a month! I was so so so happy to see her and hug her. We chatted and chatted and chatted and I got to hear all about her trip and see her pictures. And vice versa.
We went to the Corner Bakery for lunch where I attempted to have some soup and a little bit of a sandwich . . . but they didn’t agree with me.
But it was all okay. Because I was at my mom’s!
I don’t have a picture of this either, but two of my friends and I drove out to another friend’s house for brunch on Friday. She lives far away and has a new house and IT IS BEAUTIFUL. It made me rethink my decorating. And my furniture. And my kitchen cabinets. And my paint colors. But once I got home, I was like I’m too tired to think about implementing change.
She made all this yummy food and I was actually staring at it with an actual appetite.
So I ate some of it.
AND IT AGREED WITH ME.
So hallelujah for that.
We chatted and gossiped and caught up and just had the best time.
I LOVE SUMMER VACATION.
Even if I don’t feel well, it doesn’t matter because I AM ON SUMMER VACATION.
And that’s my week!!
How was yours?