A few things have happened this week. WeA booked our trip to Hawaii. Going in July. YIKES! I do not do well on a plane. I've only flown a few times, and it is not my favorite thing. It's actually my least favorite thing to do. Seriously. But it is a corporate trip, and my (wonderful) boss is paying for most of the trip for both my husband and myself- and he's not even expecting me to attend any of the corporate events! He just wants to say thank you for a job well done! So we will be spending 8 days in Hawaii, and I have to say I'm really excited. My husband and I haven't been on vacation alone (besides a weekend away) since our honeymoon. I'm already feeling guilty for leaving my son with my mom- but I shoudln't. He's going on a class trip for a week in September, and he's also going to Washington DC for a week in July.
I've been out of commission for the past few days- kidney & bladder infection. I didn't feel good the day before, but I thought it was a UTI, drank some cranberry juice and figured I go to the doctors if I didn't feel better the next day. I had no idea how sick I really was. I got up and went to work the next day. I was so fricking sick! I went to go to the bathroom and I literally felt like someone was kicking me in the back. The pain was so intense- it was a close second to my rupture. I ended up having to have my boss drive me home because I couldn't drive. I thought I was going to pass out. The doctor gave me some pretty strong antibiotics, and I felt better within a day. I still feel pretty crappy though. I went to the grocery store with my husband, and I was feeling faint. I must have been a lot sicker than I realized.
Also, my husband is the best. While I slept the day away, he cleaned the whole house, did the dishes, washed all the laundry (and folded it and put it away! Didn't just dump it on my bed.) He's such a good guy.