Yesterday we had a brutal bloody nose on the airplane down to Florida. Was hoping that would be it. Silly me. Day 2 then came. We had a two our drive to our final destination to our in laws. We absolutely crammed every piece of luggage and our golf clubs plus seven people into the little minivan we rented. I am good at Jenga now. On the road we go.
First stop was McDonalds to get a nice, healthy breakfast. Of course there was a line around the building. We got our food and on the road we go. Everything was perfect until about 15 minutes out. All of the sudden you hear it. It started with a tiny scream. Then an “uh oh” by our friends son who was crammed in between my two kids in the back. My wife looks back to see what was going on. My son, who had the bloody nose, was puking all over the back seat. Awesome. We have no way of getting out of the car. We have no towels or anything to clean it up.
“Ten minutes my man. Can you hang in there?” He gives us a sad nod and we finally make it to the house.
We got it all cleaned out, the kids got in the pool and all was good again. Two days, two different types of fluids coming out of my son. Once again, I’m hoping this is it. 🤞 We will see what else this vacation brings. As long as the alcohol keeps flowing, all will be good. Here’s to day 3!!