Micah got off work much earlier than expected yesterday, so I went to his house, packed all of our stuff as he took Amy (Michael's - Micah's roommate who was ill girlfriend) to the store really quickly.
We took off, he admitted to not be feeling so hot himself. He went to sleep as I drove, hoping to feel better. Well...he woke up and shortly thereafter informed me that we needed to pull over. He got very sick at a gas station and then said he felt better. He slept a little more and then woke up for some more sick time. I stopped at a hotel, at which point he decided that he needed to go to the hospital. Stomach flus are significantly more dangerous for him than the common individual due to his diabetes. So we went to the ER. They gave him some fluids, nausea med's, and eventually sent us on our way. We went back to the hotel and stayed there until this morning, and then decided to head out.
We're safely in FL now. Poor Micah experienced such a terrible trip. But he did get to sleep almost the entire trip, so that's good. I am super tired, but am glad I was there.
Please continue to pray for me, as I am often so tempted to focus on those things which are temporary. And I put myself in the center. It's not about me.
Love.
