There was a strange nervousness I felt at leaving the safety of a hospital room and the staff. (Not that I wanted to stay, I guess I was just feeling a bit fragile.)
Some chilly but refreshing rain was falling as Paul went to get the car. I delicately positioned myself in the seat and placed the protective floaties between my chest and the seat belt.
I’ve never suffered from motion sickness, yet soon after setting off, felt an unsettling wave wash over me. Then I began cursing the rain I love so much, for creating unavoidable potholes.
Luckily for me, Paul and the interior of the car, the trip was over in under five minutes and I was home.
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