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i’m alive. after flossie and hitting the one month left mark, I had a small temper tantrum combined with a half mental breakdown and thought it was best to be MIA for a bit. I’m better now - well, in a better place and working towards mentally digesting the alicante experience.
mom, annie and loren are here. it's weird to be reminded of home when i'm so far from it. the topic of my sister has been an interesting subject. it’s probably best not spoken about. its been really hard….especially on me. I’m a little nervous about being back, especially right before Christmas.
we were all in barcelona this past weekend. it was good. friday night I wasn’t feeling that well and about 4am saturday morning got really, really ill. I think we’ve decided that it was a bad case of food poising. of course only I was that ill. Annie had a stomach ache but didn’t puke. i didnt leave the room at all saturday. since I didn’t leave the room and the cleaning lady kept coming back, I finally had to teach annie how to say “my daughter is sick” so she could get more towels and the lady didn’t freak.
after 11.5 hours of me being super sick - about 2 times an hour…they got nervous and went to the pharmacy to see if they could give me something to make me stop vomiting. they made me take some awful tasting stuff, but i started to feel a little better.
my body is super sore and im still recovering, but i'm much better now. it was rough but i was grateful the moms were here.
what I saw of Barcelona was beautiful. the weather was nice while we were there and there is so much to do. I can’t wait to go back when lisa and ali visit.
madrid this weekend. its nice to be busy. it helps keep my mind off being ready to come home.