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Day Trips

Because I spend most of my vacation time at work in the hospital, going to appointments, or having surgery, I have very few vacation days that are actually a vacation.  When I was in High School, I started an annual trip to Martha's Vineyard with friends and we'd all stay at my aunt's house.  From 2004-2010, I did this every year.  The past two years have been busy and I haven't had the foresight to reserve a weekend at the house, but hopefully this year or next we can start this tradition up again.

It's usually a weekend of fun times with friends, revealing secrets, and a getaway from work, school, and health problems.  Tomorrow, because I spent all day today resting, my mom and I are going to take a day trip to the Vineyard to visit my Aunt!  I love getting on that ferry, and no matter how cold it is, I have to sit outside or else I won't feel too great.  It's like a whole different world, even though the trip from door to door is only about 90 minutes.  

Does being sick with Cushing's prevent you from taking vacation days or traveling?  Where are your favorite getaways?



On another note, sorry for all the late night posts this week, as many of you know, it has been a devastating week for Boston, and most days I haven't even looked at my computer until I am getting ready for bed.  This week I'm going to try to get back on track.  Thanks for your patience!
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