Even though this is titled the Honeymoon from you know where, I loved our honeymoon. It was great, mainly because I was with the husband. You have to read the whole story to understand….
Flashback: June 2009
The husband and I were married on June of 2009. After our wedding, we decided to go to Colorado to ♥celebrate our marriage♥ and go on a honeymoon. I was so excited to take a trip with him!
….The last trip he took me on was to New York. We drove for about 40 hours straight from Kansas to New York. He worked on my new apartment to make it homey, gave me a kiss, and then he walked out the door and flew back to Kansas. I knew that I was staying and he would have to go but when he walked out the door, I cried. I cried. A lot. With tears like that, I knew it was the forever kind of love. True story folks, true story….
Enough about the sap story… I wanted this trip to be a happy one, after all, it was our honeymoon! Love was in the air! Colorado is a beautiful place with a lot to do. We left on a Monday with no plans or deadline of coming back to reality. We were going to relax, enjoy each other, have fun, and when it felt like we were done with the honeymoon, we would just come home.
Our main focus was having fun.… And having fun we did!
We arrived on Monday night; only enough time to eat supper, find our bed & breakfast, hit the hot tub,and then hit the hay!
Tuesday was action packed with: Pikes Peak, 7 falls, Cave of the Winds, and Garden of the Gods…. So beautiful!
Wednesday: I woke up *wanting to die* (didn’t sleep much either). I tried to hide it and thought the feeling of pain throughout my body would pass. After all, I didn’t want my husband to think his wife was broke after 72 hours of marriage. 😦
I called my mommy (she is always referred to as mom!… unless I’m sick, she turns into mommy) and asked her what was wrong with me and why did my body HATE me with the passion of 100,000 burning suns!…. I didn’t want to scare my brand new husband so I sucked it up as best I could.
Then, we went to Cripple Creek, Colorado. It is a wonderful little mining town with little shops and some gambling. My favorite part was going to the Molly Kathrine Mine and learning how they mine gold.
Going to the gold mine and riding a train through the mountain is about all we did that day… My mom called about 100 times to tell me to go to the ER or find a doctor or something…. I informed her I was NOT going to the ER or the doctor. It would be fine. Plus, I was hundreds of miles away and she was not the boss of me. (Geeze, I’m not stubborn or anything or acting like I’m 8 all over again…)
It was not fine, I was peeing blood, like lots of blood…. I wish I had words to tell you how awful I felt, I don’t think I’ve ever felt that bad before, ever……I finally informed the husband about how bad I was feeling. (he probably knew all along, he reads me like a book!) We immediately packed our things and headed home. ENDING OUR HONEYMOON! Our honeymoon lasted about 38 hours. For real.
Thursday: I called the doctor in the neighboring town. They were busy and could not see me. I crawled on to the couch and felt sorry for myself…. The husband calls the doctor and tells them they WILL see me, we came home from our honeymoon because his brand new wife was sick. I love my husband.
I went to the doctor and found out that I had a bladder infection that had gotten so bad it was a kidney problem now. With some pain meds and time, I would be okay. It is just a true bummer that the infection that had taken over my body ruined our honeymoon….
So, without further adieu…….