Did That Just Happen??

Well, as expected our Thanksgiving trip turned out to be quite the adventure. Upon arrival we found a majority of my family throwing up and upon departure Mack was too!
It looked a little something like this….

Thanksgiving day:

• To our dismay ….the toilet breaks in the morning and is unusable – we continue with the Thanksgiving festivities as planned.

• My Mom gets terribly sick and lays in bed all day using the trash can as a vomit receptacle.

• The Plumber arrives only to tell us that the pipe is broken under ground and that the city will have to fix it on Friday.

• We eat dinner, visiting the gas station occasionally for a bathroom break.

• We finally give in to our digestive urges and go to my sisters house for a little Scrabble and dessert session.

• We go back to my Moms house to pack our stuff, get some rest…we have to be at the airport at 8am the next day.

4am Friday Morning:

• Mack wakes up and vomits green beans in my Mom’s sink and we make a swift trip to the gas station to take care of “other business”.

• I call an audible and insist that we spend the rest of the night/morning at my sisters house so Mack can vomit and do”other things” in         a clean bathroom.

• Mack continues to vomit every 5 mins for the next 4 hours as I try to change our plane tickets in order to find an Urgent Care who can         stop the “flow”

• We find an Urgent Care – they shoot him in the butt and stuff him full of pills to get us home.

• Mack is knocked out and its up to me to escort him from plane to plane as we traverse the continent via United Airlines.

7pm Friday Night:

• We finally arrive home and couldn’t be happier to see our own toilet!

As usual my trip home never disappoints. It always gives me new perspective and always challenges me to be more flexible. Thank goodness I married a man with a sense of humor.