Check-Out Time!

Ouch! Was yesterday long. From 9am-6pm I was running up and down stairs, painting apartments, telling students to clean better, and making notes of what needed to be fixed. I was a total wreck at the end. I dropped off my darling sister, who was watching Daniel, and then took Daniel to Grandma Birkners house. My Mother-In-Law was having all of the Grandchildren over for dinner. Scott and I took off and went to eat at Costa Vida.

We were supposed to head from there to a friends house where Scott was going to play video games, and I was going to relax and watch High School Musical II. We had just told them we were on our way, when the day caught up with me. As we drove, my head hurt worse and worse. My dear husband finally pulled the car over, and asked me point blank if I needed to go home. I hate dissapointing people, and I wanted to enjoy friendly company, but I knew I was getting seriously sick. I probably didn't drink enough water or something. So I called our friends, I had to give the phone back to Scott because at that point I couldn't even think clearly. We picked Daniel up and headed home. I laid on the couch until Danny went to sleep. Then Scott gave me a blessing and I went to bed. I was so sick, my body was shaking, and the tylenol wasn't working on my headache. I knew all I needed was sleep, but it took awhile to come. I woke up at about 4am. My headache was gone, but I was terribly thirsty. I drank almost 2 quarts of water, and went back to sleep.

This morning I feel fine. I have another intense day, but this time I will drink Gatorade and water, and try not to kill myself again.