Disney World Vacation:
Planning, Prepping, Packing and Postponing a trip of a lifetime and things I learned along the way.
So Sick: Alison, who sounded awful on the phone despite several days of antibiotics, is scheduled to pick me up that Sunday night at the station. The train is late, she is late. I stand outside in the almost dark parking lot, knowing I am safe because I have my handy, dandy umbrella in my hand. We often joked that I could valiantly fight off any assailant with my umbrella- stemming back to a time when as a young mother I had protected my kids from an attacking dog by knocking him around with a loaf of bread until he ran off (I was fierce).
The little Sebring convertible I've been watching for drives up and parks. I hardly recognize her when Alison somewhat stumbles out of the car. She is pale and weak looking and mumbling about a trolly car that she almost really hit.She drives home but I realize later she was in no condition to be behind the wheel.
Long story short, her head and neck ache, she is running a fever and she is still planning to go to Disney but she has no idea what the next step is. Over dinner, (with some help from Tony, her husband) I convince her that before we do anything else, we go to the Doctor tomorrow, Monday. Obviously, the medicine is not working. We'll get some new medicine and she'll feel much better. I'll help pack and we will be all set.
She is confused in speech and it doesn't appear she has been able to do much the last few days. I am really worried about her.