It is official, John is really sick, I mean REALLY. The poor guy has the chills then burning up and is absolutely green, but off to the Embassy we went. We arrived early and waited our turn with another family that we are traveling with. The dad of that family took one look at John, leaned away and said "Uh, dude, you are turning colors..." I feel so bad for him, and especially now that Wi has completely denounced all things Mommy the second we step out of the elevator, all I can do is be the pack mule and lug all of our necessities and Wi's treasures around the city. Both John and I took turns in the bathroom splashing cold water on our faces trying to pull it together in fear that they would quarantine us if they really knew how we are feeling, did I mention how ready we are to come home? Finally we were called up to the window, re-re-verified the whole story one more time and the woman said that she was sorry but would need more time. I think we both almost burst into tears until she asked if we could come back in one hour to pick up Wi's visa!!! Then we really did burst into tears, we were hugging and kissing each other and Wi, John kept grabbing both of us just saying "We are going home family, we are going home!" Some people in the waiting room actually clapped for us...yes a bit dramatic, but after all of the horror stories we have heard about the length of time to get the visa and additional hoops to jump through, we knew extactly how lucky we were and also how grateful we are for the way everything worked out. I brought John and Wi back to the hotel, managed to make it back to the Embassy one last time myself, picked up the visa and very nearly skipped back to the hotel! I felt like I was in a Disney movie with birds singing around my head...then I realized that I was just incredibly lightheaded and nauseous again so I hurried back to the room. John and I started packing as our flight leaves VERY early tomorrow mornining, takes of at 5:50am, and we would have to be up around 2:30am. After lunch and nap time, we made our way to the closest markets we could manage to get to, tried to finish up our shopping, ate dinner one last time in Bangkok, then dragged our sorry bodies home. Wi was a great helper in the packing, even though we never even made it to the pool, he loved his water floaty things and wore them while gathering up his new treasures! Well everyone, next time you hear from us, we will be back on US soil!
Love,
Nancy, John and Wi
2 comments:
Wow! So exciting your special moment at the Embassy! Such sweet relief after the long haul! I have to say I am scratching my head reading these posts thinking where on earth was I while you wrote all of these? Did you write them at the airport and then post or did I really miss a whole week somewhere? Well, as I said, it was a rough one around here! But I thought I read one or two new posts Monday or Tues...and now there are like 5??? So exciting to read up on your last days in BKK! And now you are home!
Wow! So sorry to hear how sick you were!!! I'd love to hear what you think caused it... Did you brush teeth with tap water? Drink tap water? Use ice? Eat from street vendors? Sounds just awful, and we'd certainly love to avoid it at all costs!!!! So sorry for you! And bummed that I completely missed your posts as they were coming!!!
Did you have medications with you? Did anything help? I guess I'll keep reading! :)
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