We had an interesting weekend. Our friends from the Bay Area came to visit, two accomplished (and overly nice) women who we met while Shane was doing his fellowship at UCSF. They had never been to Portland before and we had an entire day planned out for them.
It was fun to show them around our neighborhood and parts of Portland, but we were really looking forward to Saturday evening. We hired a babysitter for the very first time (it went very smoothly!) and went to a much talked about restaurant. It was really our first adult night out since ESK arrived.
Unfortunately, dinner did not go as planned. Little did we know that one of our friends had been feeling sick all day but was too nice to tell us. She thought it was something that would pass. But by the time we ordered appetizers and main courses, the tiny tickle she had been feeling in her throat had blossomed into full-on nausea. She refused to have anything more than water and a few crumbs of bread. And in the middle our delicious main course entrees, she quietly excused herself to the bathroom, where she tossed her cookies.
I felt terrible for dragging her around Portland all day. And I felt guilty for trying to enjoy my meal while she was getting sick in the bathroom.
Luckily, by the end of dinner, she swore she was feeling 110% better and even finished off a glass of wine. I was hopeful for the evening to come. We planned on trying some martini bars in our neighborhood.
We were putting on our jackets and gathering our things, when all of sudden, the OTHER friend crashes into me and slumps to the floor. At first, we all thought she had tripped and fallen over. But when we heard her head hit the concrete floor with a loud thump, we knew something was wrong.
She was unresponsive for a few minutes and when she came to, she told us she had blacked out. To make a long story short, we ended up going to the ER that night (after some convincing -- doctors make the worst patients) and getting some diagnostic tests done. Turns out she had been sleep deprived and also dehydrated. Had I known her condition, I would have insisted we stay in and rent some movies instead.
The evening certainly did not turn out the way we had planned. Even as I'm writing this, I can't believe this actually happened.
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4 comments:
wow! did your friends come into portland after a night of partying? that's great that you found a babysitter! so happy for you guys!
oh my goodness! what a whirlwind of events! i hope your friends are feeling better. i can only imagine how you must have felt. oi~ but i am glad that you had a night out with the hubby. :)
OH MY!! That is an awful way to spend first adult time away from baby. Hopefully, next time, you'll have a better night out.
what the heck.. that IS crazy. i hope they are fully recovered. how does one (or two in this case) manage to doop you like that?!?! they must have really wanted to hang out!
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