so izziey b and i were having a great time. i'd been challenged and convicted to tears. i had laughed like a crazy woman and been wowed by some amazing stories. but as friday afternoon was winding down i had no clue what the road home was going to be like.
we had a break out session from 2:30 - 3:30 on friday. the closing session was at 4:15. we checked out of the hotel in the morning and planned to drive north of nashville that evening. great plans right!? i had just called home to hubby to let him know all of that....then the call to izziey b.
me: where are you
her: um.....i'm in the bathroom
me: pause
her: i'm not feeling so well....i'll be there soon
me: are you sure you are okay?
her: yeah, i'll be there soon.
okay...so i sit down to wait for her. it seemed to be a long time. now, honestly, i'm just thinking cramps, or the need to poop. we all know that feeling when gone awhile...when i finally see her, she is GREEN!! i mean GREEN!! i take one look and know it is time to leave. forget the final session. sadly, we have to start driving. she says she is fine and drinks some water, but we head back to the car. i then leave her at the local fast food joint to puke more in their bathroom while i head to find some bags and the car.
all is well....thankfully the puking has come to an end and she is looking less green. after the rush hour traffic and 3 wrong turns we make it out of atlanta onto the open road. after a little while she'd like some sprite. so we pull over, fuel up and i buy a coke and peanut butter crackers. i was slightly hungry but figured bringing fast food smells into the car didn't seem like a very nice friend thing to do.
we continue to cruise and now izziey b is even up for conversation. i'm happily driving and we are making some great time....and then....in one very quick moment we have this conversation
me: i think i'm going to pass out
her: okay
me: oh this is not good (pulling car to side of interstate and never really looking around me)
her: are you okay?
me: i don't think so
so we get pulled over, she rolls down the windows and blasts me with cold air. i regain my composure but am now shaking, very pale, and not feeling so good. she takes over driving and we pull over at the next exit and end up checking into a hotel. i called hubby and let him know. i'm thinking i sensed maybe a wee bit of worry in his voice as he told me to stop and spend the night.
the next morning we woke up a bit weak, but better. izziey b took over driving and even got some coffee in her. we drove through one crazy bad rainstorm, feasted on pretzels and i downed gatorade. i am pretty sure that we had never been so thankful to arrive safely home!!!
so, lessons learned....God has a funny sense of humor, God totally looks after us, and it is much more fun to be sick while driving 11 hours away from home!!!!
thanks for a memory i share with noone else miss izziey b!!!
we had a break out session from 2:30 - 3:30 on friday. the closing session was at 4:15. we checked out of the hotel in the morning and planned to drive north of nashville that evening. great plans right!? i had just called home to hubby to let him know all of that....then the call to izziey b.
me: where are you
her: um.....i'm in the bathroom
me: pause
her: i'm not feeling so well....i'll be there soon
me: are you sure you are okay?
her: yeah, i'll be there soon.
okay...so i sit down to wait for her. it seemed to be a long time. now, honestly, i'm just thinking cramps, or the need to poop. we all know that feeling when gone awhile...when i finally see her, she is GREEN!! i mean GREEN!! i take one look and know it is time to leave. forget the final session. sadly, we have to start driving. she says she is fine and drinks some water, but we head back to the car. i then leave her at the local fast food joint to puke more in their bathroom while i head to find some bags and the car.
all is well....thankfully the puking has come to an end and she is looking less green. after the rush hour traffic and 3 wrong turns we make it out of atlanta onto the open road. after a little while she'd like some sprite. so we pull over, fuel up and i buy a coke and peanut butter crackers. i was slightly hungry but figured bringing fast food smells into the car didn't seem like a very nice friend thing to do.
we continue to cruise and now izziey b is even up for conversation. i'm happily driving and we are making some great time....and then....in one very quick moment we have this conversation
me: i think i'm going to pass out
her: okay
me: oh this is not good (pulling car to side of interstate and never really looking around me)
her: are you okay?
me: i don't think so
so we get pulled over, she rolls down the windows and blasts me with cold air. i regain my composure but am now shaking, very pale, and not feeling so good. she takes over driving and we pull over at the next exit and end up checking into a hotel. i called hubby and let him know. i'm thinking i sensed maybe a wee bit of worry in his voice as he told me to stop and spend the night.
the next morning we woke up a bit weak, but better. izziey b took over driving and even got some coffee in her. we drove through one crazy bad rainstorm, feasted on pretzels and i downed gatorade. i am pretty sure that we had never been so thankful to arrive safely home!!!
so, lessons learned....God has a funny sense of humor, God totally looks after us, and it is much more fun to be sick while driving 11 hours away from home!!!!
thanks for a memory i share with noone else miss izziey b!!!
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