KCSO
Posted : 4/29/2007 10:56:11 PM
When DH and I met, we were living in diff states. When I graduated, he decided to fly to CA so he could help me drive from CA to MO. (Aww, isnt that sweet!) Then DH magically got a cold the night before we left.
He took the strongest cold meds he could find and passed out in the passenger seat. He would wake up just long enough to whine, moan, say "Just how much mucus can one person make?", scatter 20 soggy kleenex around him, and spend a minute hocking up a giant loogie to attempt to spit out the window at 75mph. Then he'd pass out again.
I drove straight thru to Wyoming where we slept at a turnout. I got no sleep. He kept admiring his mucus, and snoring. The next day I drove from WY to MO right into the back of a t-storm that was spawning tornados. I'd never had to drive in a monsoon (with hail) before. And after driving halfway cross country with about 3 hours sleep, I was hallucinating tornadoes every time lightning went off. DH would wake up, lament his mucus and how SICK he was, roll down the *@#( window (in the rain) to spit, and go back to sleep.
Almost to DH's place, I had to stop on the shoulder under an overpass because the rain was falling so hard I couldnt see the lane lines anymore. DH wakes up and asks me why we've stopped. I told him and he said, "Could we not waste too much time? I'm kinda sick and I'd rather be in bed than in a car." Then he went BACK TO SLEEP.
When we got to his place he went straight to bed after telling me what a horrible trip it was for him. I didnt even get to sleep in the next morning because he woke me up to have me go get more cold meds for him. [
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