I Threw Up in an Airport Garbage Can Today...

... while my three children and a stunned redcap looked on.

It's been a rough trip with my band. The first four or five days in Park City, my band was really tight. Liquids-only tight. I managed, had a few sliming episodes, but generally was able to keep it in check. The last couple of days have been awful. This morning I had three sips of a Slim-Fast, which I've had every morning since we arrived, and spent three hours throwing it up in the aforementioned garbage can plus three bathrooms on the way to our gate.

I'm worried I'll get dehydrated - I didn't have much yesterday and this morning just the Slim-Fast. I did manage a very small cup of hot tea on the plane so far. Two-Year-Old threw a royal conniption at takeoff, which was delightful for everyone involved. She's now watching Curious George on my phone and I'm praying the battery survives the next few hours.

The good news is, we're on our way home after an otherwise fantastic vacation. We land in New York a little before 6 pm, and I'm seeing my band doc tomorrow morning. We'll see what he has to say then.