Leaving the Icy North...or Not

The morning was normal. I went and got a couple new tires on my truck, and I went to visit my Dad before I left to return to Florida. Then, came the afternoon.

At 1 p.m., I was making some chicken soup for Lisa's dinner...when the room started spinning on me. Within 10 minutes, I was at the kitchen sink...throwing up my lunch. AND...I AM NEVER EATING BACON AGAIN! It was disgusting.

I went up to bed, and called my daughter to bring me some motion sickness medicine. This was at about 3 p.m, The problem? I was supposed to be on a 6:30 flight. I roused at 4:15 to see if I was better, and promptly hurled again before I could even get to the bathroom.

Lisa cancelled my flight, and I returned to bed...hoping for a better tomorrow.