Did you miss me as much as I missed you?

I don't know how, but we did eventually make it home. It was slightly over a 12 hour trip by the time we left my grandma's and arrived in Talla.hassee.

After pulling out of my grandma's house, we decided it would be best to get some real food to eat. After all, there is just so long gas station food will sustain you on a car trip this long. Unfortunately, my tooth ache decided to get really painful. I was barely able to eat anything. It wasn't from the chewing, either. It was the swallowing. Every time my cheek hit my tooth, it would throb. I had to take Advil and wait for it to kick in, before I could get enough food down to take my antibiotic.

As if a tooth ache wasn't enough fun, NYEBoy informed me he was too sick to drive. I was fine until we started to get until the south part of the city. It started pouring. I don't see very well at night when it rains, much less with a painful tooth ache. It poured until we got to the half way point. Thankfully, Snarky Kisses wasn't busy and we chatted on the phone for awhile. That helped my anxiety a ton. (Thanks hon!)

Shortly after getting off the phone with her, A started getting cranky. She's still sick. She wanted me to hold her. She didn't want that "DeeBeeDee" (toddler for, DVD), she wanted "dee udder deebeedee." She finally passed out after we ate at Krystal.

NYEBoy took over after we got to the half way point. Of course it didn't rain a drop the entire time he drove. Bastard. We finally arrived back here. A woke up and started crying as I was trying to get her out of the car. We were all in bed by 6:30. Sweet!

My tooth is killing me. I couldn't find a dentist office opened on the weekends. Please pray someone can see me Monday. If they can't, I'm going to the ER because of the pain. NYEBoy is battling fever, chills, and body aches on the couch. He's no help because of that. A is still sick and clingy. I laid in bed tonight crying because of the pain while trying to get A to sleep.

If I can just make it until Monday without killing my liver from the Advil. The final count for today was 19. Those barely took the edge off enough so I could get some food in me to take my antibiotics. The last thing I need to deal with is nausea on top of this pain.

If you feel so inclined, send some prayers. Better yet, if you want to thaw out from Winter, I have a bed in Florida waiting for you. I'll even throw in a feisty two and a half year old to keep you on your toes.