Two days. I’ve lost two whole days! Last night I kept thinking: yesterday when we had dinner. Oh no—that was two days ago. Last night when I took a shower... Oh—wait: that was two days ago. Yesterday when I brushed my teeth…
B’s malady was apparently contagious and felled S and me in one blow. I haven’t been that sick in a loooooong time! M was a rock and spent the entire night bailing vomit out of our s(t)inking ship. S threw up every half hour from 10pm to 8am. I didn’t keep pace with him but was completely miserable as well. …and then the fever set in.
We’d had a bbq with friends the evening before and M said that in the morning our campsite looked like the morning after a big frat party. Leftovers and dishes everywhere, half-full cups of assorted beverates and articles of clothing strewn all over the place. And then of course the telltale signs of vomit. ;-) After a night with literally no sleep he cleaned everything up, washed the dishes, washed S’s clothing and sleeping bag in the glacial river, hauled water and made a run to the supermarket for supplies. Forget Superman, M is the real superhero in this story.
S and I spent yesterday in a stupor- too wiped out to do anything other than lay flat and stare at the ceiling and occasionally doze off. Today we’re feeling much better, relatively fit, happy to be healthy again and looking forward to actually leaving the campground and seeing something other than the inside of a bucket. J Thank God for coffee, Ibuprofen and a good man who knew exactly what to do at exactly the right moments!