tinkerbellmagic
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In Dec 2003, I took my then 5 yo DGS to Disney. It was just the two of us. I knew when we had gotten off the plane in Orlando to start our vacation, that he needed to see a doctor. Poor thing had a cough and the start of a fever. I had a signed note from my daughter authorizing medical treatment, so I thought we were well prepared.
As soon as we arrived at the Poly, I arranged for a medi van to take us to a clinic nearby. The clinic refused to even look at DGS because my note was not notarized. The kind van driver took us to Celebration Hospital where we stayed from noon until 10:30 pm.
Celebration was not at all crowded, but we waited forever to be seen. DGS just laid in my arms with a fever, sleeping on and off. I have to say our experience with this hospital was a very bad one. I won't bring it up again here, but it was in my trip report from 2003 (link to that below in case anyone is interested). I hope we never see that hospital again.
Long about 8 pm, I developed a migraine and poor DGS ended up on IV's with Bronchial Asthma. When it was time to finally get sprung, they told us to make sure he was not around any cigarette smoke.
Our discharge at 10:30 pm left us stranded at the hospital with no way to get back to the POLY. I found a taxi # taped to a table in the waiting room. Our ride back to the POLY in a cigarette smoke filled broken down van with a hippy driver who had his arm in a sling was the perfect way to end our day. If my head didn't hurt so bad, I could have laughed ...or cried. To top it off, hippy driver lied and told us that he has a contract with Disney and they will reimburse me for the cab fare (thus, he'd get a bigger tip from me if I think I will get a free taxi ride). So I pay my $22 plus tip and we flee from the smoke filled van (I won't get into the details here, but he had no such contract with Disney - the rip off taxi is HART).
We never saw the inside of the Magic Kingdom that day. DGS kept holding out hope that we still had time to see Mickey. It was a sad, sad day in the most magical place on earth.
Well, a day passes and DGS is getting worse. At 5 am, I call the DOCS that come to your resort (which is what I should have done in the first place). The doc takes care of DGS and I started holding out hope that everything would be ok. I would recommend this service to anyone.
A few days later, DGS is recovering nicely. This is turning out ok afterall? NOT! The day before we were to go home, I came down with a killer flu. Not the bathroom kind, it's the other one where you can't get out of bed. I remember laying there in bed at the Polynesian watching the monorail whiz by our room wondering how the heck I can take care of DGS and also make it home on that plane.
By some miracle, we made it. I was sick for two weeks with Bronchitis when we got home.
DGS and I have taken two great trips since then (with notarized notes, I might add). Before each of those trips I was so riddled with anxiety that one of us would get sick again. That trip forever changed the way I handle our Disney trips, but it will never stop us from going again.
Tink
Here are links to the 2003 trip reports, but let me warn you, it aint pretty.
Pre-trip: http://www.disboards.com/showthread.php?t=477683
Bad Day 1: http://www.disboards.com/showthread.php?t=477698
Day 2: http://www.disboards.com/showthread.php?t=477944
Day 3 and 4: http://www.disboards.com/showthread.php?t=477976
I always meant to finish that report. Who knows, maybe I will for prosperity sake.
As soon as we arrived at the Poly, I arranged for a medi van to take us to a clinic nearby. The clinic refused to even look at DGS because my note was not notarized. The kind van driver took us to Celebration Hospital where we stayed from noon until 10:30 pm.
Celebration was not at all crowded, but we waited forever to be seen. DGS just laid in my arms with a fever, sleeping on and off. I have to say our experience with this hospital was a very bad one. I won't bring it up again here, but it was in my trip report from 2003 (link to that below in case anyone is interested). I hope we never see that hospital again.
Long about 8 pm, I developed a migraine and poor DGS ended up on IV's with Bronchial Asthma. When it was time to finally get sprung, they told us to make sure he was not around any cigarette smoke.
Our discharge at 10:30 pm left us stranded at the hospital with no way to get back to the POLY. I found a taxi # taped to a table in the waiting room. Our ride back to the POLY in a cigarette smoke filled broken down van with a hippy driver who had his arm in a sling was the perfect way to end our day. If my head didn't hurt so bad, I could have laughed ...or cried. To top it off, hippy driver lied and told us that he has a contract with Disney and they will reimburse me for the cab fare (thus, he'd get a bigger tip from me if I think I will get a free taxi ride). So I pay my $22 plus tip and we flee from the smoke filled van (I won't get into the details here, but he had no such contract with Disney - the rip off taxi is HART).
We never saw the inside of the Magic Kingdom that day. DGS kept holding out hope that we still had time to see Mickey. It was a sad, sad day in the most magical place on earth.
Well, a day passes and DGS is getting worse. At 5 am, I call the DOCS that come to your resort (which is what I should have done in the first place). The doc takes care of DGS and I started holding out hope that everything would be ok. I would recommend this service to anyone.
A few days later, DGS is recovering nicely. This is turning out ok afterall? NOT! The day before we were to go home, I came down with a killer flu. Not the bathroom kind, it's the other one where you can't get out of bed. I remember laying there in bed at the Polynesian watching the monorail whiz by our room wondering how the heck I can take care of DGS and also make it home on that plane.
By some miracle, we made it. I was sick for two weeks with Bronchitis when we got home.
DGS and I have taken two great trips since then (with notarized notes, I might add). Before each of those trips I was so riddled with anxiety that one of us would get sick again. That trip forever changed the way I handle our Disney trips, but it will never stop us from going again.
Tink
Here are links to the 2003 trip reports, but let me warn you, it aint pretty.
Pre-trip: http://www.disboards.com/showthread.php?t=477683
Bad Day 1: http://www.disboards.com/showthread.php?t=477698
Day 2: http://www.disboards.com/showthread.php?t=477944
Day 3 and 4: http://www.disboards.com/showthread.php?t=477976
I always meant to finish that report. Who knows, maybe I will for prosperity sake.
I do remember one evening, we hopped the monorail to MK for the 6 pm Spectromagic. As soon as we entered the park and I got DGS into a stroller, he fell asleep. Then it started to drizzle and I worried about the damp air. I tried to wake him up to try to walk to the monorail, but he was sound asleep. I carried him up the ramp ok, but when it was time to get off the monorail and walk to our long house... wow, a 5 year old can be very heavy. I had to keep resting along the way. Then I realized that I had given him the cough syrup the DOC gave us and it makes you very drowzy. That's why the poor little guy couldn't stay awake. Not even for Spectromagic.
really helped me feel better. Any day (well or ill) at WDW is a better day at home, IMHO!!!!
We finished dinner and went back outside. We got only as far as Peter Pan when I had to sprint to the restroom. Where I stayed for 20 minutes. My mom said I had no color left in my face at all. We ended up leaving the park to go back to our resort, POFQ. Of course we just missed the bus and I had to sit on the park bench for 20 minutes thinking, well, if I puke I guess these bushes will work nice. My parents waited in line for the bus. When it pulled up I went to join them and I think this person was going to say something to me about cutting, but the new, lovely, green shade of my skin must have tipped them off that I wasn't well and they kept quiet. Made it back to the hotel without mishap and went to bed.
Wish me luck.
