It's tough knowing when to call it quits. As I crossed into my fourth state, Nevada, I had a feeling I might have to. After a visit to urgent care Tuesday evening it was confirmed: I have pneumonia. They're unsure the type, bacterial or viral, but as bacterial is most common we're starting there. (Though last night's doc and I are both leaning towards viral, since this all began after a took a spill in the rainforst.)
My road trip as I had intended it is over. Family are flying out Thursday morning to drive my car, so I may rest, and we will be heading directly back to Chicago. It should take about six days.
This is the opposite of how I envisioned this trip ending. I feel like an explorer who had to send up a flair on the last leg of the journey. It wasn't even supposed to be the hard part! But alas, mine will be the story that ends with the arrival home where someone else is driving the sled, instead of me.
Despite the ego blow, health-wise I feel miserable and these next six days can not pass fast enough. I'm counting the hours until my cavalry arrives.
BLOG NOTE: I do not anticipate updating my blog during these next days. I plan on speaking to you again from Chicago. Thanks for your readership and curiosity in my journey. It's still going... just on hold a bit.
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