So, we had arrived in this gorgeous European city, we were with great company, and I celebrated my birthday by spending a great day on the beach in Lübeck, Germany.
But remember how I mentioned I woke up on my birthday morning, and had a little upchuck? Well, it wasn’t a one-time incident, and it wasn’t because of the chocolate brownies I ate for breakfast. After arriving back home from the beach, it became clear that I had simply been blessed with a small hiatus in my illness while I had a great birthday, because the sickness immediately overtook me once again–BIG TIME.
In fact, I spent the next nearly 36 hours in bed! I haven’t had a sickness take me out like this in such a long time, and I am immensely grateful for such fantastic hosts who took care of my family while I was out of commission. It reminded me slightly of an experience with our friends, the Dennings from Discover Share Inspire, who likewise arrived to our home in Mexico almost a year ago with a terrible stomach bug. It’s never fun to be sick when you’re traveling, but being taken care of with the hospitality of friends certainly eases the pain! Thank goodness we had that comfort and compassion given to us…or else my family may have starved! ;-)
Others we know have much worse stories, such as throwing up on buses while on a 12 hour crowded ride, or missing a trip to Paris because they were sick in bed. Even my parents have story after story about sicknesses that have hit them while traveling.
Is it the stress of traveling that sometimes makes travelers more susceptible to viruses? Or is it simply a side-affect, or a sacrifice that comes with the “risk” of traveling and exposing yourself to many more people, and yes–possibly viruses?
All in all, I think it’s still worth it. Heck, our kids used to attend preschool, which is basically a breeding ground for illnesses to get swapped around from family to family. It’s not like we weren’t exposed to that kind of risk at home!
So, if I have to take a day and a half of running back and forth from the bedroom to the bathroom, because I recently explored Mexico or Hamburg, Germany, well…then…I guess it’s a sacrifice I’m still willing to make.
Is it going to stop me from traveling? No way!
And what about you? What’s your worst traveling sickness story? I’m dying to hear it!
(but only figuratively…)