or something like that. I think we're on our third day, which is actually the family's first day.
Yes, today is D day. The day the folks are all due to arrive. Mom, Nana, Dad, and FIL. Who I also call Dad. But that gets confusing, so for our purposes, he'll be FIL.
Now, I'm not going to lie. We had a LOT going on this day. So much that I'm not going to write about it all. And if I have any hope of finishing this trip report, I'm going to really have to start telling you my absolute favorite moments and leaving it at that.
So, suffice it to say, the intent for the three of us was to spend a leisurely morning at the pool. Now I'd noticed that DS was getting a little sniffely but I didn't really think anything of it. Until it developed into a full blown cough the next day.
And guess who didn't pack his nebulizer? Yup. Me. You know, I have to say I just wasn't thinking I would need it. He's on Singulair for asthma, and usually that does the trick, but I should have known, different state, different climate, different allergies. It's possible that even the plane ride may have affected him, who knows? All I know is that I spent my morning, which I was hoping to spend lounging by the pool, running around, calling his pediatrician, going to the front desk to get the closest pharmacy number, doing a little bit of laundry, and orchestrating how my parents, who were arriving that morning, were going to pick up his prescription for me.
And this was no slouch of a prescription either. This was an inhaler. Since we didn't have a nebulizer with us, and since he was 4.5 years old, my pediatrician's office recommended an inhaler, which is used in a similar fashion to the nebulizer. Long story short, it all ended up working out, and since we have private transportation, the gentleman we use had no issue stopping at a pharmacy on the way to the resort.
For those of you who don't know, you do have the option of using a pharmacy delivery service, but often times insurance won't cover it immediately, so you're paying out of pocket and then duking it out with them when you get home. I had no desire to do that, so let me just say, thank God there are Walgreens pharmacies everywhere. It's what we use at home, and it's what we used in Florida. My folks also got him some honey, to help coat his throat, cough drops, and a saline spray. Which he did not like at all, but that's another story.
And you're probably wondering, why is this a favorite memory? It's not really. It's a strong memory of running around, of real life intruding on vacation, of how things don't always go as we plan. And that, I think, is important to share as well.
Because while I was running around doing all my mommy stuff, DH and DS were having some awesome father son bonding time in the Hippy Dippy Pool, and that is the memory here that's really priceless.
My husband works very hard. Two jobs, a regular nine to five, so to speak, and a job on the weekends. The weekend job can vary, but it's pretty consistent during the busy season. Anyway, my point is that this man takes one vacation a year, and this is it. So knowing that he was getting some great daddy time, where he didn't have to worry about any of the regular home stuff, well, that's really what it's all about.
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