The scorpion king

When I went to Ecuador, I took my cell phone with me. I had already called my carrier (the one with the fewest dropped calls, although mine drop every now and then) and they told me that yes, I would have service over there. A text message would cost me 50 cents to receive and 50 cents to text out. That was OK with me since I didn't know if and when we would be able to get to a phone.

We all text ed from Ecuador. We wanted everyone to know that we were OK. We even received some from our loved ones.

Well, one day, I turn on my phone to see if anyone had sent us a message. There was one from Hubster. It said "AB got stung by a scorpion. He's fine. We love you and miss you."

OK, I don't know about you, but I freaked. I am over 2ooo miles away and I get that message. Yes, it said he was OK, but what do you mean he got stung by a scorpion?

My mominess kicked in. This message was three days old when I received it. So right away the questions started to come in my head.
Is he OK?
I wonder if he had to go to the Dr?
How big was this scorpion?
Where was he when it happened?
Is my baby OK?
Why did Hubster have to tell me this?

I tell our leader that I need to go to a phone bank before we go shopping. I knew I wouldn't be able to enjoy the day without knowing the answers to all of those questions.

We find a phone bank and I call Hubster.
Yes, he's OK.
No, he didn't have to go to the Dr., the swelling went down that evening.
He was in the school room with grandma when it happened.
Yes, I promise you he's OK.
I just thought you'd like to know.

Anyway, I calmed down, cried a little because I was talking to Hubster. You see, in the 9 1/2 years we've been married, we've never gone that long, 5 days, without talking to each other. Can I get an Awwwwwww here?

But before I got off the phone, AB told me that he had saved the scorpion for me to see when I got home. He said it was a surprise for me.