Monday morning, 3:00am, it hit me. I have never been so sick in my life. We were to leave for the airport at 9:15am. Thank goodness the hotel had a doctor. He gave me a shot of something and some pills. I made it home, but I don't know how. Todd was so patient with me because I was so weak. I know everyone who saw me thought I was hung over. Sorry, no pictures of me sick but pictures of the fun part of the trip will be posted soon.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Monteczuma's Revenge
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Ohhhh Teresa!!!! My worst nightmare! I'm glad you guys made it back safely. Are you better? I can't wait to hear about all of the fun!
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