Sleep is for losers.
I had a great time at home & I have no pictures to show for it. As usual. I'm always too busy to think about dragging my camera out. Oh well - you'll have to believe me that I was there & enjoyed the clear blue sky, fresh air & green, green grass. Indeed, it was nicer & hotter (30C on Monday!!!) there than it was 5 hours to the South, here in Hamilton. We really lucked out (especially since it sometimes snows on May 2-4)!
My brother's family lives down the road from my parents (like a 2 minute walk) & they had invited a bunch of friends over for the whole weekend. Tents, dirty clothes, empty glasses & bottles, kids & dogs all over the place! It was great! Friday night, my sister-in-law & I outlasted everyone - we went to bed around 6am.
Then I woke up at 8 with excruciating stomach pains. So bad I was forcing myself to throw up to make it feel better. Didn't help. I had to go to the hospital by 10:30 when I still wasn't feeling better. Not that they did anything. They stuck me in a back room in emerg since they didn't want me crying & groaning in the waiting room. I was left there for 2 hours - no one checked on me as I cried out in pain. Then, once the pain was pretty much gone, I got a shot of Gravol (in my thigh) & blood taken. The bloodwork was supposed to come back in an hour - 2.5 hours later, the nurse came in with orange juice & water. I was dehydrated & they wanted to see if I could keep it down. I hadn't vomited since I had gotten to the hospital at this point...... but the nurse didn't believe me that I was feeling better. The Gravol couldn't have worked that fast! (ummm.... in 3 hours? SURE! This nurse was SO dumb - just a blank look in her eyes - she didn't seem to believe a word I said about how I was feeling...). She asked me how it went with the OJ & water. I told her it tasted gross going down, so that didn't help my stomach, but I was fine. "OK, well, we'll have to put you on an IV then."
Wait. What??? After 5 hours of neglect I need IV NOW?!?!? Now that I'm peeing every 20 minutes (& very clear pee at that)?!???!?? I don't think so. Pat asked to see a doctor. Yep - after 5 hours I still hadn't seen a doctor. She came 30 minutes later, said there was a 24hr virus going around & my white blood count was high - but that could be because I'm dehydrated. So they were going to put me on IV for 2 hours, then do bloodwork again. Another 6 hours at the hospital? I DON'T THINK SO.
I left. I had only gone for the stomach pains - the one symptom they completely ignored. Awesome. I was feeling FINE by then anyway. Indeed, I stayed up until 2:30am with everyone else that night. More like an 8 hour virus that no one else caught ...... Not sure what it was - never happened before. And no, it wasn't alcohol - I've had MUCH more to drink than I did that night & we were drinking water for the last 2 hours. Plus, I've never, ever been sick off of alcohol or even had a hangover ...... weird is what it was.
And then Sunday night, we stayed up until 5am. Chilling by the fire (an illegal fire - there's a fire ban since it's so dry ... but my brother is a bit of an idiot sometimes. hehehe I mean that in the nicest way....), chatting with family & friends. It was really nice to just hang out - I love my family. I love that I get along so well with my sister-in-law & my younger brother's girl friend.
Sunday & Monday morning I woke up by 10 to help my parents with the garden. I love gardening! But as you can see, it didn't afford for much sleep this weekend. Which is fine - sleep is for losers.