My Turn

Wow.  I had no idea  how prophetic the title of this blog would be.  There is truly no pleasure like the absence of pain. 

Sunday evening Bob was feeling better.  We went into the casino restaurant and had soup and salad for dinner.  The food tasted fine, but it wasn't digesting like it should.  I still felt full five hours later when I went to bed.  I was in bed about two hours and woke up not feeling too good.  I got up to get a drink of water and realized that I was nauseous.  Boy was I nauseous.  I spent one very awful night on the couch trying not to upchuck and trying to get some sleep.  I was successful on the first, but not the second.  At a certain point Bob realized I was not in bed and came to check on me.  There was nothing he could do.  I sent him back to bed. 

In the morning we decided that we wanted to get out of Nevada.  The air was too dry and when we were feeling better, it was not a great place to be.  So we headed north.  I was still feeling nauseous and now I had that wonderful ache all over feeling.  I could hardly do anything to get us unhooked.  Bob had to do it all.   And he was not feeling so great either.  But we got unhooked and took off, heading for northern California and Lassen state park.  (We had been there before and knew that it was nice.) 

The drive was fairly short, but it seemed to take forever.  Once we got through Reno, I went to the back and tried to lay down, but I could not sleep.  I stayed there for about an hour and then sat up front with Bob.  I could tell from the way that he was driving that he was feeling lousy and was just intent on getting us somewhere. 

We found a KOA near the park.  The people here are incredibly wonderful.  I told them that we were feeling poorly and needed a place to recover.  Al, the manager, took us to the site and kept saying (he must have said it five times) let me know if you need anything.  We hooked up quickly, turned on the air conditioning, and went to sleep.  I woke once when Bob turned off the air - it was not needed.  Then Bob woke me and tried to feed me.  I got down and six bites and could not get any more down.  I felt warm and sure enough had a low grade temperature.  I was achy and could not move.  Guys, this is not fun. 

I took some Tylenol PM and got back in bed and slept through the night.  I woke up this morning feeling great.  (thank heavens).  Had a great breakfast, which seems to be staying down.  And am now ready to enjoy this great place.  There is no pleasure like the absence of pain.