Last year on Christmas, I got sick. This year, it was Josh’s turn.
We arrived here in beautiful Denver, Colorado on Sunday evening. On Monday morning, the whole Howeth fam loaded into two cars to head out to lunch together. Josh drove Debbie, Christie and I and a few minutes into our journey, started stating that he felt dizzy. At one point he stopped at an intersection but was unaware that he was an entire car’s length out INTO the intersection. After some persuading and Josh agreeing, he decided to let someone else drive. As he turned into an empty parking lot, he nearly took out a pole.
Anyway, after listening to his symptoms and talking to an advice nurse, we decided to take him to the ER. He was disoriented, talking slowly, walking slowly, feeling dizzy, and got sick a couple times. The rest of the fam headed to family’s house, as planned, and Josh, Debbie, Dave and I headed to the ER.
I don’t feel like making this blog a book, so, long story short, the symptoms were not adding up to an identifiable illness for the Doctor to determine. So, from 2pm to 6pm, we sat in the ER room with Josh, talked, slept a little, watched the Polar Express and laughed about the warm liquid that looked a lot like apple juice that Josh provided for the nurse. We were still able to go to Josh’s aunt and uncle’s house that evening and it turned out to be a pretty good and memorable Christmas Eve. We’re just wondering which one of us will have to be sick next year.
So far we have had a great, blessed Christmas. Here are some pictures:
After dinner we went to the zoo, where we were able to see their light show and some of their animals. It was FREEZING (literally) and I was ill prepared for it (i.e. see nose in picture) but we had lots of fun.