Last Friday I finally got myself on a plane home to Norway after a month of postponing my vacation because of different reasons. It was both a good thing, but also might have given me the worst feeling I have had for a long time.
So during the weeks leading up to the return my boyfriend got sick right after his second vaccination. He became super weak and not able to take care of himself. The symptoms he had was fever, swollen glands and throat so for the last week it was mostly me who went around doing different chores around the apartment.
On the day that I was leaving I first started going to a clinic to get my tested. The facility was not that far and there were not many people there. My appointment was at noon and it was a speedtest so I got the result within an hour although they did say 15min, but I guess they were some delays. After that I just went home and started cleaning the apartment so that it looked nice and tidy before I left since I knew he couldn’t do it up until I had to leave. The plan was that he was suppose to follow me to the airport, but because he had become so weak he was in no condition to travel. Plus we also thought that it might have been mumps at the time which is highly contagious. So we had to say goodbye at the front door which was sad. During the goodbye he started tearing up which made me tear up too.
The trip home was went pretty smooth. I had already checked in plus I was only carrying a hand luggage. I was done with everything after around 30 min in the airport. So I went to get something eat since I hadn’t eaten anything that entire day and the clock was almost 6pm. Decided to go to a place called “Quick” which is suppose to be similar to McDonalds. The food there was pretty decent. When I eventually got on the plane the captain said that the ride home would be shorter since we had the wind on our side. Throughout the entire flight I decided to catch up on my netflix series and watch “Lucifer”
As soon as we landed that’s when all the controls started. I had to go through passport control where they check if I had a negative PCR and that I had registered my return. I got the all clear and told that I had to spend the next 7 days quarantined at home. My parents wanted something from “Duty Free” so I stopped by that and bought some champagne. After that I had to get tested again and wait for the result at the airport before I could leave. To no surprise it came back negative and I was good to go. I took the bus home since my mum had agreed to meet me at the buss stop and drive me home. I got home around 11pm and sat down and told my parents about my trip before I went down to my room which i hadn’t seen in 2 months. Since it was pretty late I didn’t do much before just heading to bed.
2 days after I came home my boyfriend told me that he had gone to the hospital because he didn’t get any better. They had him over for a couple of days to run some test. Because of all the swelling around his neck area he couldn’t eat so they gave him liquid through a tube in his arm. They discovered it was mono which is strange since that usually spreads through saliva which means that I would be the most likely to give it to him, but I haven’t been feeling ill. Regardless after a couple of night he got sent home and his throat is better, but now he is having stomach problems. Thankfully my stay in Norway is only for a week so that I get to pack etc and then I’ll move in with him and be able to take care of him.
So that was the end of my summer vacation. I hope you guys have had a lovely summer too and for those who are starting or going back to school I wish you guys good luck.
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