Whew!

A.K.A. We’re Back!

It was a whirlwind, not a vacation. We babysat drunken people, served as designated drivers, I got to drive in thick fog in a city I don’t know.

Good news: I finally had a menstrual period. Four months after starting Yaz.

Bad news: It happened while we were in Canada.

Good news: I was prepared. 😉

Good news: I stitched a hardanger suncatcher for Grandma Magee in the car on Wednesday. Even cut out the hardanger sections and wove them while in the car. She loved it. 🙂

Good news: I got to meet Christine D. in person! Way cool! I will talk more about that in another post. 😀

Bad news: I had a sudden, severe IBS attack come on a couple of hours after seeing Christine. I mean, we were in the car, had to turn around and go back to the campground, I was beet red, stripped down to my undies and had to grab a bucket to take in the bathroom with me because I wasn’t sure which end it was going to come out of first. I don’t have them like that very often. Thank goodness! And my follow-up visit with the gastroenterologist isn’t until August 21st and can’t be moved to any earlier. I already tried this morning.

Good news: I actually drove my first long distance (4.5 hours) and drove through my first two toll booths on the way back on Monday.

Bad news: The decision to drive the entire 15 hours back in one day was not appreciated by my body; which was expressed to me in no uncertain terms by said body on Tuesday. I’m not sure that we’re going to Guam in October now because neither one of us can take the 22 hour plane ride.

Good news: I’m home!

That’s about it for me today. I’m feeling cranky and really don’t want it to spill over onto my blog, so I’m cutting it short. I have no pictures to share of the suncatcher that I made for Grandma Magee, even though I had my camera with me. Just slipped my mind. Same thing as before, just in purple (her fave color). 😉 I uploaded all of the pictures that I took of Terry’s Dad’s wedding into my photo gallery, if you care to take a look. Terry’s suit jacket didn’t fit him well because his shoulders are way bigger than his waist, so he looks heavier in the photos than he actually is. We’ll have to buy him a more tailored suit soon.

Well, I’m rambling and it’s time to leave to see Dr. Steve. Byeeeee!