A Near Death Kind Of Experience

Warning : if you are of the Male persuasion you may want to skip this one...

So yesterday I was pretty sure I was gonna die. No Joke.
I won't go into all the awful details but this notion was encouraged by the fact that my *ahem* "Lady Troubles" were about 20 times worse than the usual agony in addition to the fact that I am battling some sort of stomach/head/cold THING...

(*disclaimer- I have no idea how medically accurate any of this might be... but it must be close)

It came on kinda slow in the beginning but around noon it was as if the bone marrow from my spinal column was leaking into my abs. And then a whale took up residence in my empty bones and my muscles and tendons turned into silly string, I felt so weak... and every now and again an invisible knife fish critter with spiral blades and razor fins swam around and through my insides, slicing and stabbing random bits of my gut and lady parts. And then the nausea kicked in. I had eaten a small bowl of cheerios earlier in the day but apparently they were gone by the time my body had decided to heave the contents of my stomach to the surface. Let me just say that dry heaves in the middle of the day AT HOME are worse than barfing up an entire meal consisting of pizza, nachos and cheese dip and salsa, coca cola, beer, cake, and ice cream... at 2 in the morning in a foreign country, WITHOUT your mom there to give you a glass of water and a wet washcloth for your head.... so maybe I exaggerate a bit, I am pretty sure there are zero razor fishy things inside my gut and there most certainly is not a whole whale in my bones... But I still didn't share all the gory details, Be Thankful. But if anyone can please tell me how to return the marrow to my bones please let me know?

But I am so thankful for my family... My mom, my dad, and my sisters helped me with my barf bucket and pain pills and Midol... they got me tissues when I broke down in pain filled sobs, they refilled my hot water bottle bear with freshly boiled water. They got pillows and blankets for me, water and cold washcloths.... I am so blessed.

Thank God I am feeling less wretched today... I am still on the mend but I can see a big bright light down the tunnel. And maybe even a few flowers and butterflies...

Did I say I was a Procrastinator? Yes, I believe I did.

Wow... so it is now the end of August and I am only just getting back to the blogosphere...

Since being back home my world has done a few back flips and somersaults, and might have upchucked a couple times. It has been quite an adjustment and still, bigger and newer adjustments seem to be needed daily, but that is life I guess. It hasn't all been difficult or negative. Maybe "challenging" is the nicest word for it all. Major Family Dynamic shifts and readjustments. Major Personal Life Goal shifts and adjustments... I am still trying to wrap my brain around so much that has happened but now I am also trying to grasp what exactly I am walking into, the rest of my life...

But here I am, taking bites too big to chew, once again. When will I learn to take life in moderation? Can I? I'm not sure right now. I love the whole "jump head first into adventure" kind of lifestyle but I can't seem to pick my feet up and find the next adventure. But the thought of waiting makes me kind of sick to my stomach.

Once again, I am in that weird place between oil and water. Suspended in my own personal vortex of indecision. Oh Dear God, I hope it doesn't last long...