Back from Newport Beach! What a beautiful place that is!
Wes let us borrow his new Tahoe, which was huge life saver! I can’t imagine all three of us smashing into my little Audi with our baggage comfortably. I rode in the back most of the time, which worked out perfectly so that I could lay down in case I got car sick, which is pretty much how I felt the whole trip.
We got into town Friday and hung low and decided Saturday to brave the crowds at Huntington Beach’s famous surf competition. The swell was INSANE all weekend. I don't think I’ve ever seen waves that huge before. It was big news all over TV. We loaded up on some breakfast at a cute sidewalk restaurant and headed to the beach. Within the first four minutes of sitting down, I felt completely nauseous.
Before I knew it, all of my breakfast was coming up and into the sand. I wanted to die of embarrassment and cry from frustration. There was no time to feel sorry for myself because round two followed shortly after. We decided at that point it would be better if we were back at the hotel by the pool, bathrooms and shade. Good call.
Sunday morning I woke up with the most horrific pains in my stomach…almost like when I had the pancreatitis. I had seriously thought about calling 911. I was doubled over on the toilet with hot and cold sweats and dripping with sweat. Thank god it passed after 30 minutes and was at least tolerable.
We left town shortly after that. The car ride was easy and I had the girls drop me off at CTCA. Turns out there was something wrong with my gall bladder and that’s why I was getting so sick. I have new meds for it now so hopefully this will fix itself.
Link to blog: http://themelissawaller.wordpress.com/2009/07/30/1280/