My Mystery Man

Mending Bridges

Opening my travel case on a cold Friday morning and throwing in a few outfits as quickly as possible even without organizing them.. I can hardly wait a second longer.. I rush into the shower to run a bath.. finishing up and cladding my self in a white dress and black flat shoes.i tie my hair up in a pony tail and run my hands round my face.. not applying any iota of makeup I grab my phone and tuck it inside my purse.

I pace around my room.. thinking of what awaits me on the other end as I take this trip to see TED..  I don’t know why but I have had a strange and unsettling feeling after my petrifying dream about TED. 

I just hope he’s okay I say to myself.. and if he is, I hope he would want to see me after abandoning him in his most difficult moment.. I pleaded with Freeda for her to accompany me on this trip because I don’t know what to expect and I could use some help in case I breakdown from another hurt.. 

Waiting for Freeda who called to say she was on her way..I hurry to my small kitchen, fixing a simple breakfast of fried eggs and bread toast with coffee.

“It’s going to be a long day so I better eat the little I can.. I place the food on the small table positioned at the corner of the kitchen and take a sit.. I take a bite of my eggs when I’m suddenly hit with a strong wave of nausea.. turned off completely by the smell of the eggs and spitting it out immediately.. I put it away.. not able to stand the smell.. trying to collect myself together, I decide to have just the coffee. But the moment I swallow the first sip.. Iam having a rush of reflux and rushing to the bathroom to puke.. 

“No! I cannot afford to be sick right now please” i beg myself literally. Wondering why I would get sick at this crucial time. I take out water from the refrigerator and gulp down slowly. Cleaning up and putting the food away.. I hear a knock.

“Hi Free”..I say opening the door wide  for her.. 

“You don’t look well” she utters upon seeing me.. 

Are you all set she asks tugging her small suitcase behind her.. 

“Iam ready, I respond.. although I think I’m coming down with something.. I have been feeling this on and off nausea all morning plus I threw up as soon as I ate some eggs this morning.. 

She squints her eyes leaning close to me as if she is trying to diagnose me with her eyes.. “you are probably too stressed out from all the rollercoaster of emotions you have been through these past weeks Li” she says affirmatively.“ you need to rest”  

“Do you want to go to the hospital right away? Would you still be able to make this trip” she asks again.. 

“Oh no.. I can’t go to a hospital right now.. we will surely miss our flight and God knows I cannot wait any longer to see him” I have to see TED.. I have to know he’s okay especially as i haven’t been able to reach him on his phone” 

“Okay.. then let’s get going Freeda suggests.. we’ll buy some crackers on our way, hopefully it eases off the nausea through out the flight.. you should have a medical checkup once we are back okay”? 

I nod absentmindedly knowing that whatever sickness I’m coming down with isn’t going to stop me from making this trip.. 

I gather up my travel essentials..zip up my suitcase.. grab my purse. I lock up my house looking around as we make our way out and to the airport..