jennymouse
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This report is going to be all in one thread.
Pre-Trip
The cast of this excursion changed many times before we left. It began as a trip for just my granddaughter Skye (9) and me, then I decided to let her bring along a friend. She chose Hanna, an 11 year old girl who shes been friends with all her life. The problem was that Hanna has a 7 year old little sister, Zoë, who Skye is equally friends with and every time they would get together they would talk about their trip and Zoë, would look at me with those big blue eyes and I would feel so bad that I decided to invite Zoë too.
For a while my daughter, Jessica, (remember her? The one that made my October 2002 trip the trip from hell.o) and my brand new grandbaby, Haley (6mos), was going to join us so I upgraded to a 2BR villa at Beach Club Villas and booked another room at Animal Kingdom Lodge where we were spending two nights following our DVC stay.
About three weeks before we were to leave, my daughter Jessica discovered that she had to have a hysterectomy and wouldnt be able to go. That may sound like a bad thing but its not. I had been dreading going with her again, even though shes been pretty kind to me since my mother passed away. Another good thing about the surgery is that Im hoping that it will change her temperament around that time of the month if you know what I mean. Cut out the demon so to speak, take out the parking lot and install a playground.
Well, since I had the extra room, I thought Id ask a friend of mine, Diane, that I used to work with if shed like to come and bring her granddaughter. Neither of them had ever been to WDW before and her granddaughter, Kerstin, is 7 years old and would be a good buddy to Zoë. Diane jumped at the chance to take her DGD for the cost of air, meals and passes and quickly found reasonable airfare with US Air that was arriving in MCO at almost the exact same time as our Delta flight so they could use the same FL Tours transfers as us. Were all set.
Jessicas surgery was scheduled for June 1st. We were leaving June 6th. Surgery went well and I spent the week at her house taking care of her and my two granddaughters. Two days before we left Jessica says shes getting worse not better. She wasnt running a fever but I couldnt get her to eat or drink. She cried all the time and I didnt believe her because she tends to be a drama queen. I thought she was trying to make me feel guilty for going or get me to cancel our trip. I feel bad about not believing her but for a week before I go on a trip, Im paranoid that something will happen and we wont be able to go. I know, Im an evil mother.
Just like the storms that came. I felt they were going to cause me to cancel the trip. A tornado touched down just 4 miles from my house. Am I worried for my life? No. All Im thinking was what if a tornado hits us would we still get to go.
June 5th came and even though she said she wasnt getting better I left Jessicas house after staying there for 4 nights and went home to get ready to leave, but she said to go. I brought Skye home with me, and Hanna & Zoës Dad brought the girls over to spend the night with us since we had a 6:20 flight the next morning. We all went to bed early but I couldnt sleep worrying about Jessica, the flight and everything in general.
Pre-Trip
The cast of this excursion changed many times before we left. It began as a trip for just my granddaughter Skye (9) and me, then I decided to let her bring along a friend. She chose Hanna, an 11 year old girl who shes been friends with all her life. The problem was that Hanna has a 7 year old little sister, Zoë, who Skye is equally friends with and every time they would get together they would talk about their trip and Zoë, would look at me with those big blue eyes and I would feel so bad that I decided to invite Zoë too.
For a while my daughter, Jessica, (remember her? The one that made my October 2002 trip the trip from hell.o) and my brand new grandbaby, Haley (6mos), was going to join us so I upgraded to a 2BR villa at Beach Club Villas and booked another room at Animal Kingdom Lodge where we were spending two nights following our DVC stay.
About three weeks before we were to leave, my daughter Jessica discovered that she had to have a hysterectomy and wouldnt be able to go. That may sound like a bad thing but its not. I had been dreading going with her again, even though shes been pretty kind to me since my mother passed away. Another good thing about the surgery is that Im hoping that it will change her temperament around that time of the month if you know what I mean. Cut out the demon so to speak, take out the parking lot and install a playground.
Well, since I had the extra room, I thought Id ask a friend of mine, Diane, that I used to work with if shed like to come and bring her granddaughter. Neither of them had ever been to WDW before and her granddaughter, Kerstin, is 7 years old and would be a good buddy to Zoë. Diane jumped at the chance to take her DGD for the cost of air, meals and passes and quickly found reasonable airfare with US Air that was arriving in MCO at almost the exact same time as our Delta flight so they could use the same FL Tours transfers as us. Were all set.
Jessicas surgery was scheduled for June 1st. We were leaving June 6th. Surgery went well and I spent the week at her house taking care of her and my two granddaughters. Two days before we left Jessica says shes getting worse not better. She wasnt running a fever but I couldnt get her to eat or drink. She cried all the time and I didnt believe her because she tends to be a drama queen. I thought she was trying to make me feel guilty for going or get me to cancel our trip. I feel bad about not believing her but for a week before I go on a trip, Im paranoid that something will happen and we wont be able to go. I know, Im an evil mother.
Just like the storms that came. I felt they were going to cause me to cancel the trip. A tornado touched down just 4 miles from my house. Am I worried for my life? No. All Im thinking was what if a tornado hits us would we still get to go.
June 5th came and even though she said she wasnt getting better I left Jessicas house after staying there for 4 nights and went home to get ready to leave, but she said to go. I brought Skye home with me, and Hanna & Zoës Dad brought the girls over to spend the night with us since we had a 6:20 flight the next morning. We all went to bed early but I couldnt sleep worrying about Jessica, the flight and everything in general.