So I drove down yesterday to my hometown to live with my family for the first four months of the deployment; the drive was LONG and boring. Once I get here things are going pretty good till my sister starts crying in pain, her head hurts and her stomach....so off to the hospital we go! After being there from 9 pm to 3 am she is told to take Advil and go home. We come home and at 6 am she is crying still and in more pain...so I stay home and take the sleeping shift and everyone else goes back to the hospital...after countless phone calls as I am trying to sleep from the hospital. Finally the phone rings AGAIN...this time its a good phone call from my HUBBY!!
He told me that Afghanistan is actually beautiful and that he's keeping really busy, gave me a VERY random list of things he needs sent over to him...Told me he really misses me. I asked if he wanted to go on tour again after this, and he was like NO, no way am I leaving you again. <3
Anyways I am home, my sister is still in the hospital, and I am gonna start getting regular-ish contact with the hubby.
PS they want me to send air-freshener. lol
