I think we will live.
Where are we? Well, we have returned to Friendship for the second January in a row. And I believe that this one is far worse than last year’s adventure.
I had planned since early January that I would return to NC the week we returned from Florida. But then I had this ominous feeling. I didn’t want to get in the car. Plus I was super-productive at home. I cleaned out our office, bought new chairs and reorganized Lucy’s bedroom. But Henry had another brief looming, so I decided to go on Monday. My feeling had passed. I had Lucy’s car seat reinstalled by a police officer. And I felt secure with her more secure.
I didn’t manage to pack until Monday morning. So Henry helped load the car and I drove him to work. Then I realized that I forgot my iPod. So I decided to go back home, reshuffle things in the car and pick up my leftover coffee. About that time Lucy threw up. Hmmm… That’s odd. I had given her chocolate almond milk. Maybe it’s hard to digest. I changed her sweater and we got back into the car.
I made great time. And just as I pulled into a Wendy’s south of Richmond, I looked up to see her throwing up again. A few emails over lunch and I discovered a stomach bug was going around. Lucy pounded French fries and nothing else. We kept heading towards home. By the time we arrived in Greensboro, I thought maybe she could use a snack. So I went through a McDonald’s drive thru for an apple juice box, McDonaldland cookies and apple slices. Within five minutes she threw up again. And then once more as we pulled into the office. Soaked we changed her clothes. She rallied with excitement and did lots of twists and spins showing off for mom, Alex and Shelby. But her activity has really gone downhill from that point and so has mine. She is feeling better and finally ate something for lunch today. But I’m pooped from all of this convalescing. I almost feel asleep mid-sentence. It is snowing here. Unlike most trips, I didn’t have a single thing planned. Good thing. I’m not certain when we will leave the house again nor if I want to. I have lots of things to do if I manage to get myself together. Maybe I’ll even finish the post about the ice storm last January. I hope tonight is not a repeat.