J Cooper Photography

I meant to post each evening of our trip out to Colorado.  I did great on the first night with my post Sunday evening.  Monday we headed out to a nearby lake for some fishing and picnicking.   The kids played in the dirt, chased wildlife, waded in the water, caught a few craw fish, and narrowly escaped a thunderstorm at lunch time.  It was a grand morning.  After lunch we headed out in search of a river for more wading and fishing.  The river was too full and we couldn’t find a great place to set up camp…so we left for home.   Somewhere along the mountainous drive home, I started feeling bad.  Probably a touch of carsickness…maybe some altitude sickness…rolled together with my gastroparesis….and things started going downhill fast.  By late that night I was on my way to the ER wishing I could just die and get it over with.  I remember the drive to the ER as well as several hours of testing, poking, and crying.  Then they gave me some more drugs and the rest is a blur.  They offered to admit me (I know better than to say yes at this point) and we headed home.  I slept until 5:00 pm the next day.  I’m pretty sure my kids had fun that day with their grandma and grandpa…but I couldn’t for the life of me tell you what they did.

Today we hopped back in the car and headed home.  Danny Boy gifted us with a quiet car ride (cue the Hallelujah Chorus) and the munchkins are bedded down in their own beds.

Never a dull moment in this family.

Tomorrow I will do the laundry and convince my stomach that it likes real food.  Then Friday we head to the LAKE!  Trying to squeeze every last bit of summer out of the season this year!