She had moved to Toronto when I started grad ten and she come out to Alberta for a week when I was in grade eleven.
So naturally, last summer I decided that it would be an epic idea if I took a week off from work and went to visit her in her new downtown Toronto apartment! My parents were a bit nervous because I'm an only child and I had never done anything like that before, but I knew what I wanted to do and I was ready! I booked the trip 2 months in advance because I found a good deal on flights. Everything ran smoothly until the night before my flight..
I had supper with my mom the night before my flight at Milestones and had their Chicken Caesar salad. The salad was decent although it had a few black-brown pieces of lettuce that I didn't think anything of at the time...
Fast forward to the morning of my flight. It was an early flight (left at 7AM) so I woke up around 4AM. Right away I didn't feel right. I was super light headed and had to lay down a few times (since I have a tendency to pass out). I just felt awful and this started to make me extremely nervous because I was about to fly across Canada alone. I tried to shrug it off and continued to the airport. At the airport I was sweating non stop and definitely had a fever as well as a terrible stomach ache. I figured it was just nerves and lack of sleep because of how excited I was so I carried on with my trip.
The flight went fairly smoothly, but once I landed in Toronto I felt like absolute crap! My friend and I had all these amazing plans to go bar hopping and exploring Toronto night life, because we had both just turned 19 (legal limit in Ontario). However that apparently wasn't the plan that the universe had for us.
My stay was suppose to be 8 days long. it got cut down to 5. The five days I was there consisted of me being in bed rest with what was either Food Poisoning (from my "awesome" salad) or Travelers Diarrhea. I was in and out of walk in clinics, and pharmacy's the entire time. Not once did we go for supper or do anything we planned on doing. I literally sat in her apartment for 5 days in agony. One day we were able to make it to a movie. Other than that I was unable to leave the house because my stomach was unpredictable. I probably consumed 1000 calories in those five days and that was only due to the endless amount of crackers and ginger ale I was having.
I got medicine for it but that didn't help, so after 5 days I decided that I would just come home early, considering we were both getting irritated since she took time off from work to do stuff with me and I was unable to do anything. To come home early it cost me another $200.
So...
$700 later in plane tickets, all the time I booked off from work, and the sadness of not being able to do anything with my best friend after not having seen her for two years. Was what my "epic" idea turned into. I still plan on redeeming myself from that trip!
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