I got back from Idaho last night. I visited Weston from Friday till last night. He had been sick last week, but texted me excitedly Friday morning, assuring me he felt better. I rode up w/ Rachel and Steve, Jerai's, Sydney's cousin, brother-in-law and his wife. It was a nice, peaceful drive up. I was so extatic to see Weston. We hugged ya-dee-ya & went up to his apartment. It's a 6 guy apartment, & I know they've only been there for 2+ weeks, but those are seriously clean boys, they are all great and fun guys, so he was definitely lucky in the roomate department! That night we did a triple date, the guys made us dinner, then we went & ate ice cream and wreaked havoc as we waited for our late showing of Shirlock Holmes. Wes looked good and was rambuncious at first, but as the night went on he started looking sicker and sicker. He grimaced every time he swallowed, his voice went raspy & his fever started raging. I felt so bad. I rubbed his back during the movie, but he still looked so miserable! The movie got out around 12:30 & Weston wasn't able to get ahold of his relatives we were supposed to stay with in IF so I stayed at his roomate's date's apartment that night. The next morning I went back to Wes' apartment & he, his roomate, Tyler, who was also sick, & I all went to JB's for breakfast, yum! Wes got a blessing from his roomates that morning, but he still felt miserable, so we laid low, no snowmobiling or ice skating for us ;). We were all going to watch the whole Jason Bourne Trilogy. We cuddled & Weston slept, but his breathing was getting worse and worse, & by mid-movie he couldn't even talk, he was typing things out in his phone and showing me. His lungs hurt, his throat hurt so bad, he had to cough, but it was so painful he'd almost start seizing to avoid coughing, his head hurt, & he could barely open his eyes bc they were light sensetive. I finally put my foot down & told him he needed to go to the Dr. he was still apprehensive because it costs moolah. But after his mom told him he should too we headed out to the Urgent Care. He was diagnosed w/ a bad sinus infection. Got antibiotics & we were on our way. Then we went back to the apt & watched Big Fish then went to his relatives down in Idaho Falls. He started the drive & I finished it because he couldn't handle the headlights on the road. It was the saddest sight you've ever seen. As he opened my door for me he said, "Well, I just gave up the man-card." That is not an easy thing for that boy, bless his heart. When we got to IF, we ate tacos @ about 10 or 11 & then went to bed around 12:30. We went to early church & then went home had lunch & napped. I slept for a couple hours but Weston kept sleeping..and sleeping. but he wasn't snoring the whole time so I wondered if he was dead lol. He felt SO much better when he woke up, that was refreshing, he was actually smiling & talking and was able to cough. Wow, what a relief! That night we watched the 2 hr 24 premier w/ his 16 yr old cousin, Cade. After that we watched Forever Strong bc aparently it was the most horrible thing in the world that I'd never seen it. Now that I've seen it, I realize how terrible it was that I hadn't seen it. I highly recommend that movie, it was amazing, & if you're a drooler be sure to bring something to catch all of it during that movie because there are some seriously hot guys in that movie. Monday mornin we did his laundry and talked for a while then headed back to Rexburg where we did homework for a bit and hung out w/ his roomates, it was so fun! That day went by soo fast. Weston was feelin better and back to his spunky self laughing and running around, so that was so refreshing. I was happy his soul didn't die in the process of his sickness! He might be coming down to Provo this weekend. So cross your fingers with me that he is :)
To all those who read all this. props to you! For those who didn't, I wouldn't have either! I wrote this for my own memory. I hope you enjoyed my long-windedness!
Overview: good weekend, lots of nursing a very sick boy, lots of backscratch giving & headscratches, lots of pill reminders and lots of pathetic looks in his direction. However, being with him even while he's on his deathbed makes me the happiest girl alive!
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