Well, I had him home for 12 fantastic days, but now he’s somewhere in the air flying the friendly skies on his way back to Georgia. It was great while he was here. I got to see him almost all of the 12 days – usually at night for dinner. He got to see my work, go to a work party, we went to three Halloween parties (!!) had dinner with both sets of parents and grandparents and then we had dinner with both parents together. Whew. It was a whirlwind.
And now I’m sad because he’s gone. The thing is, Kenny will always miss out on different functions because of the military. Tonight my friends are having a party and tomorrow we’re celebrating my great aunt’s 95 birthday, but he’ll be back in Warner Robins and not here. There will always be something he’s missing.
I do feel bad though because I’ve been sick the last few days and haven’t been able to see him as much. It started off on Wednesday just feeling like a cold was upon me. On Thursday I woke up and felt like I was gagging and chocking on something. The uvula in my mouth/throat was swollen and preventing me from swallowing; combine that with all the aches and pains I was feeling and the fever I had and I was definitely under the weather. I slept most of Thursday and hoped I’d feel better on Friday. Friday morning rolled around and I felt worse. My throat felt like it was on fire, so a trip to the doc was in order.
It turns out that the rapid throat culture says it’s not strep, but the doctor still gave me an antibiotic, so I’m hoping it’s going to kick in ASAP. My throat still feels like it’s on fire though. And now i’m going to go take yet another nap.