So...guess who got deathly ill on the last night of the trip? H sent me a text message late last night that he was achy and had a sore throat. I responded this morning that I was sorry he got sick and couldn't really enjoy his last night. He send me a message back saying he was SO sick, he could barely swallow, and his voice was basically gone. Told him to get some meds and try to get some sleep on the plane. He also sent me a bunch of texts about celebrity sightings.
The old Ro would have immediately said something sarcastic like see what happens when you overdo it? But I didn't, just expressed concern.
He's been under the weather since right before the 1st bomb. I think the stress is getting to both of us. *sigh*
