I decided I would take a vacation in the first two weeks of October. I was pretty excited about it. It’s been over ten years since I’ve had one. I wasn’t planning on going far, just a couple of trips here and there. More than anything I wanted some me time.
Things started going awry about half a week before the start of my vacation. My mom took another turn for the worse. I tried phoning her and got no answer. My sister finally got hold of her and something wasn’t right. My sister left right away to drive to next province to check up on her and found her on the floor dazed and confused. My sister brought her back to my town and went straight way to the hospital. My mom got out of the hospital a few days into my vacation and since my sister was working I stayed home to care for her for the first few days. She was still weak and not eating and we didn’t want to leave her alone.
Finally I was able to go to the city to do one of the fun things I do with my dog. It was our last lesson and I didn’t want to miss it. On the way home a deer ran full tilt out of the ditch and I collided with it. I had to wait on the side of the road on a major highway in the black of night for someone to come. It was too dark to see if my vehicle was drivable. Nothing was leaking so I slowly made my way home. I had to spend the next few days doing a report with the police, dealing with the insurance and going to the body shop. As soon as the guy at the body shop saw my car he pronounced it not drivable and gave me a ride home. I’m now driving a rental. The damage to my car is over eight thousand dollars. sigh.
The weekend in the middle of my holidays I ended up going to my mom’s house to deal with some stuff as she is now living permanently with us. I woke up in the morning with a bit of a sore throat. I ignored it and went to my mom’s place anyway. The sore throat got progressively worse and by the next morning I felt like I’d been hit by a semi-trailer truck.
I was hoping to be better by the day of group therapy but of course not. There was no way I could go and besides I didn’t want to spread this germ around. One of the facilitators phoned me the next day to see how I was doing. She also wanted to know if there was any way I could pick up the handouts they gave out that night. They also gave out some homework. I said I would try to get into the city a few days before group. It’s a pain because it means extra travelling for me. I can’t get them faxed because I don’t have my own private fax machine. I’m finally starting to feel better but this was one nasty virus that ended up consuming the rest of my holidays. I was too sick to even leave the house.
I guess what I’m trying to say is my holidays ended up in being a non holiday. Maybe I need to stay away from taking holidays. Too much stress!