The Spew Drive

Hi all. I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving. Mine was great! It was very nice to be back home in Missouri with family and friends. I'm looking forward to more time with them over Christmas :) So I haven't had a funny "happening" to myself in a while, but my trip back to Bama on Sunday was a doozy. I thought I'd share my experience with you all. Granted it was in no shape or form fun, pretty, or good...but, now that it's over I can laugh I guess.

So Sunday morning this all started. I started not feeling well during church, and I had a little headache. I thought my headache was from not having any caffeine that morning, so I had a coke for lunch, but the "unsettled" stomach was still present. My lovely mother had fixed a yummy lunch for our family, and I was so looking forward to eating it, but I ended up not having much of an appetite. I had planned on leaving Dexter around 2ish, but decided to rest and see if I felt better afterwards. The little nap seemed to have given me a second wind, so I decided to go ahead and leave for AL. Well about 60 miles into the drive (which by the way was terribly icky....cold, gray, rainy...yuck!), I began to feel a little bad again. It wasn't really bad, tolerable, so I didn't want to turn around and go back. I kept on going and though it seemed like a good idea at the time, I just got worse and worse further into the trip. I was hot, then I was cold...I felt overall just yucky....and my stomach did not suit me. I called my mother crying because I felt so bad. All I wanted was to be home so she could take care of me. It was nasty outside, I felt I couldn't stop for delaying my getting back to AL, and I felt TERRIBLE!!! The worst part was I still had like 2 hours left to drive. I kept going (luckily Maggie was asleep in the front seat and didn't bother me). About 50 miles outside of Florence I knew I'd lose cell service so I called my boss, told him what time I should be back to town, and if he didn't hear from me then (b/c he was going to help me set Mag's kennel back up), then I probably was sick on the side of the road somewhere. Well, I was about 30 min away from getting back to town, and I did not make it. There are literally no good places to pull over between Savannah, TN and Florence. I didn't feel like I was going to throw up, but evidentally my stomach thought otherwise. I have never experienced anything as gross as this. I literally threw up all over myself while driving. I had to pull over in this muddy gravel, threw up some more, and then tried to clean my car up...all the while it is cold and raining. Awesome. I have never felt so disgusting in all of my life. I drove the rest of the way into Florence, called my boss to tell him not to come because I was covered in my own puke...gross and way embarrassing. I only got out Mag's kennel, and left everything else in the car. I did, however, roll down my windows to air out the smell. It was terrible. I went to the doc the following morning, and like I thought, I had a virus. I'm feeling much better now, but my car is still holding a mild scent of my Thanksgiving leftovers. If anyone knows of a good way to remove the smell of vomit from upholstry, I'd really appreciate it any advice or ideas. All I can say, I guess, is....welcome back to Alabama Katie.