Saturday, July 19, 2008
Saturday, July 5, 2008
How not to spend your summer vacation
We went to a remote Maine island this week for a much looked-forward to vacation with Nana. At least, that was the plan. I try to keep things positive here on the bloglet, but I am human. A timeline of our week:
Saturday - depart at 7:30 am after late night packing, arrive on island 4:30 pm. exhausted. unpack.
Sunday - it's foggy and cold, but beautiful and relaxing. take pictures outside. owen says "teeth ow" - thanks to molars (4?) pushing their way through.
Monday - owen gets sick. fever hits and climbing fast.
Tuesday - finally a sunny day - but spend it completely stressed out, on phone figuring out logistics of medical care and medicine delivery to remote island. fever spiking regularly to 103. i know an ear infection when i see one. try unsuccessfully to convince doctor from home to call pharmacy on mainland to prescribe meds that could be delivered to us on ferry. owen gets conjunctivitis in afternoon (was prepared for this, as it's been going around the daycare. have eye medicine.)
Wednesday - owen wakes with green gunk from eyes and nose all over his sweet, hot, miserable face. try, again unsuccessfully, to convince doctor from home to call pharmacy on mainland to prescribe meds for ear infection that could be delivered to us on ferry. she instructs us to go to the mainland to see a doctor, but it's too late in the day to do that. maybe owen is getting better? pack up just in case.
Thursday - not better. say teary goodbye to nana, leave at 6 am for 6:45 ferry, but it is full - i have to plead medical emergency and have doctor call to get on the boat. getting a spot on return boat seems impossible. hightail it back home to see doctor at 2pm (rather than spend all day in the emergency room and then have to drive 6 hours home). doctor says it's an ear infection (no! really?), maybe two, and prescribes sacred antibiotics.
Friday - finally some relief from the fever. spend all day trying to get an exhausted owen to sleep, but it's july 4th in cambridge and cannons are fired outside our window every 20 minutes.
Saturday - owen is much better. still cranky (did i mention he's teething), but sleeping.
Sunday - and now i'm sick.
Fortunately, all the camera saw was this (flash movie):
Saturday - depart at 7:30 am after late night packing, arrive on island 4:30 pm. exhausted. unpack.
Sunday - it's foggy and cold, but beautiful and relaxing. take pictures outside. owen says "teeth ow" - thanks to molars (4?) pushing their way through.
Monday - owen gets sick. fever hits and climbing fast.
Tuesday - finally a sunny day - but spend it completely stressed out, on phone figuring out logistics of medical care and medicine delivery to remote island. fever spiking regularly to 103. i know an ear infection when i see one. try unsuccessfully to convince doctor from home to call pharmacy on mainland to prescribe meds that could be delivered to us on ferry. owen gets conjunctivitis in afternoon (was prepared for this, as it's been going around the daycare. have eye medicine.)
Wednesday - owen wakes with green gunk from eyes and nose all over his sweet, hot, miserable face. try, again unsuccessfully, to convince doctor from home to call pharmacy on mainland to prescribe meds for ear infection that could be delivered to us on ferry. she instructs us to go to the mainland to see a doctor, but it's too late in the day to do that. maybe owen is getting better? pack up just in case.
Thursday - not better. say teary goodbye to nana, leave at 6 am for 6:45 ferry, but it is full - i have to plead medical emergency and have doctor call to get on the boat. getting a spot on return boat seems impossible. hightail it back home to see doctor at 2pm (rather than spend all day in the emergency room and then have to drive 6 hours home). doctor says it's an ear infection (no! really?), maybe two, and prescribes sacred antibiotics.
Friday - finally some relief from the fever. spend all day trying to get an exhausted owen to sleep, but it's july 4th in cambridge and cannons are fired outside our window every 20 minutes.
Saturday - owen is much better. still cranky (did i mention he's teething), but sleeping.
Sunday - and now i'm sick.
Fortunately, all the camera saw was this (flash movie):
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