Sam was pretty much back to himself on Monday. When he gets sick, he falls hard, very fast, but he comes back just as fast. Darn tracheitis.
One of Sam’s nurses who was new to us in March has never seen Sam sick. She was here the day he started to get sick. He fell hard, fast. We had a very rough day. She’s heard me forewarn her how fast it happens with him, but when she experienced it, she couldn’t believe the actuality of it. She said she went home and cried. Enough said.
He’s better. That’s all that matters.
We are all set! Surgery is already rescheduled for September!
I am bummed we will be gone during the first week of school. If we were living in normal times with school, it would be good timing, but we’re not.
Distance learning was not a super great experience in our house, but we made the best of it. It makes me a little nervous to have the “teacher” gone the first week of school, but it will be fine. According to my daughter, the teacher (aka, me) isn’t top notch anyway. 😂
The flights, hotel, and car rental are booked again and the oxygen is approved. Thankfully, all of the medical supplies that were already shipped to the hotel can just wait a little longer. The hotel general manager had no problem keeping the extra boxes for us. Whew. This traveling thing with Sam is no cake walk, but it does get easier every time.
One day at a time.
One foot in front of the other.