Off to Phoenix

Sadly, I do not have any pictures for today but the only thing worth remembering is the evening. I woke up at 4am with the worst Meneire's attack of my life - or at least that I can remember! I was afraid my toes were soon going to come out my mouth but they didn't. I threw up violently until about 6:30. Poor Diana was kind enough to take good care of me. She'd had a little experience with it when we went to San Antonio but she definitely got first hand experience this time. I have a handful of friends who have been there for me at my worst and let me tell you, you know you have a quality friend when they stand by you through something like that. I managed to fall asleep until about 9:30. I felt like I had been run over by a Mack truck but I knew I really needed to get on the road. I slowly pulled myself together and managed to hit the road about 10:30am. Gradually, I began to feel better and I only stopped once for gas in Blythe, CA which is about half way between LA & Phoenix. I was amazed when I stepped out of the car to the hottest temperature I had experienced in my three months of travel. OMG!! It is HOT here! I stopped long enough to make a PB&J and get a soda in the gas station before jumping in my car and appreciating the air conditioner! This is definitely the desert! I arrived in Phoenix about 6pm and had a wonderful evening with my aunt, uncle and cousins. Jan fixed a delicious dinner of fried chicken (with no salt) and other delicious low-sodium foods. It was fabulous! I'm sad that I forgot to take any pictures but you'll have to wait and see them tomorrow. For now, I am very glad to be in Phoenix and enjoying some family time.