“Coming down that mountain was one such time. I must have turned several colors, because my buddies couldn’t help me. A ranger was summoned and he declared, or so I was told, that he had seen cases of mountain sickness before, but I took the prize. In fact, they considered getting me to an infirmary, but by the time we arrived in Estes Park, I was conscious and moaning and holding my tummy with every violent growl. I do remember the trip back to Denver, because we stopped two dozen times (who’s ...counting) at every size and brand of service station so I could make a deposit from my overly lubricated bowels. Matt was no help. In fact, in my semi-delirium, I remembered that if I survived this I might just return his ring. However, while the grinds were overtaking my every priority, all I could think of was surrender. I didn’t much care about my impending solo as I writhed about in my bed. Sleep was more important. Still, after a full day under the covers (I hadn’t a clue where Matt was, because he wasn’t sleeping in my bed), I managed to sit up at the bed’s edge.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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