The dream I always have is that I have been at DLR for days and still haven't made it into the park! In my dream it is usually 1 hour before we need to leave for the airport and I am frantically trying to get my family out the door and over to the park so we can at least go on a ride before we leave, lol.
Dream is likely rooted in the fact that on the 2nd day our last trip I spent 2 days in the hotel room on my back, after slipping in the bathroom at Mimi's and tearing some cartilage around my ribs- ARRRRGGGG. What a waste! Spent an entire day cringing around the park, trying to remain perfectly upright, before giving up and going to the dang emergency room at the crack of dawn the next morning, which happened to be, wait for it, VALENTINE'S DAY! The next day was our anniversary, so I dragged myself out of the bed and did my best to celebrate, but the Vicodin the hospital gave me made me nauseous, so I yacked my way through DL- thank goodness for the first aid place and their numerous barf bags, lol.
Can you imagine, being *that guest*, puking your way through the happiest place on Earth?

My husband calls it our National Lampoon's Disney Vacation. My brother got his leg run over by a wheelchair and spent a day in the ER also, so our trip back to the airport was pretty funny~ "hey, there's my hospital", and "hey, there's mine". My mom didn't think it was very amusing, but the rest of us had a good laugh.