In sickness, apparently little health.
Wow. This has been quite a day.
Last night I had an entire schedule for our last day (today) written out, starting from when I dropped David off at work at 10am this morning. Running errands for the morning, finally finishing my handouts for tour in the afternoon, picking him up, making dinner, packing, cleaning the house a bit, both in bed by midnight-ish? Plenty of time for a decent amount of sleep but not SO much so that we are not sleepy enough to doze the whole way there tomorrow.
About 2am last night, David woke up violently ill, and remained so the entire night until easily after 10am today, blowing those plans to smithereens. I never saw/heard someone so ill (including myself) for such an extended period in my life. Neither one of us slept a wink - finally at 6am I went out to get him Pedialyte and Popsicles to battle his dehydration, and somewhere around noon he was able to sleep a while. I began to fear it was the flu, which would have put a severe cramp in our travelling. But around 4pm today the color came back into his face, and while he is still very weak we think it is food poisoning of some sort. We're still a bit baffled as there was very little we didn't eat in common the past couple of days, but enough that it seems to be sort of likely.
I have to tell you, this "in sickness" bit is not so fun. Is there some way to inoculate your loved one against any and every illness before you commit your lives to each other? I am not a queasy sort in the least - hearing/watching him puke his guts out did not bother me nearly as much as how desperately I wanted his suffering to be quelled. Please. Dear God. Let this be the worst I ever help him through.
So anyway. The day was shot. It's about 2am now and I'm just finishing the packing/cleaning part of the process. I have two more quizzes to write for the kiddos but I am sort of hopeful my friend in Switzerland will have a printer. I only have two more I WANT to do. If I have to just live with the three I have then that's ok.
What else. Well, I've been a little obsessed with the registries lately because my sister and future mother-in-law keep talking about showers and I'm all WHOA! WHAT THE HELL. Apparently when you get married people WANT to throw you parties and give you presents! The main issue with this is I feel sort of like an asshole doing it. Like, so selfish. (I know I keep talking about it to you guys and I know I'm repeating myself and therefore you can tell I have issues, so all apologies.)
My sister is very good at explaining these things to me, coaching me through them, and urging me into what sounds like a really fun party, but basically I feel this is just a call for gifts and I am having a very hard time with this idea. Finally after several conversations with her and a few friends I am coming to terms with the idea that this is all OK and I'm the only one who feels weird, but I'm still so super uncomfortable I have to hope the Showers are wild and crazy and fueled with plenty of booze so I feel better about the whole thing the next day, despite the goodies sitting on the kitchen table.
In other news.
This is the first time in a long time I've been nervous about a tour. Still, I think it is pushing me to do better. In Boston, NYC, and Washington DC it was easy to be lazy since I know my way around so well, but since I haven't been to any of these places inside 5 years I'm really applying myself.
Oh kay, gorgeouseses. I wish you were all with me. That we were having an alternative punk tattoo party across Europe, and I was leading you through the Mitte with no cares, no cares. I'll check in when I can. Plenty of photos to phollow. I love you. Dream the pleasantest of dreams.





