Our night at the Magic Kingdom continues! Might I remind you that we had just left Big Thunder Mountain when we came across the end of the Spectromagic parade. I have determined that I really like watching these parades. Ive said before that part of it for me is that Wesley gets excited about them. He just waves his little arm as much as he can trying to get their attention. Often he does. And it makes his day! Plus, most of the parades have lots of princesses in them! Hee hee
So we determine that well walk over toward Aladdins magic carpet. I dont do the round and round rides - so it will be Rhondas turn. Plus if you toss in the facts of my night prior, going round and round probably would not have been a good thing. But when we got there the line was looooong. Even Wesley didnt want to wait in it. His substitute was to see the Tiki Birds show. But thankfully it didnt have any more shows for the day. We then decided to head back over to ride Peter Pan again.
But, knowing that we needed to hit the potty (see previous trs for the reason) we headed into Fantasyland, where we (I) were all hoping to see Ariel in the grotto. But alas, she wasnt there. Right about this time, Wishes was starting. We didnt have time for that this time, so we headed into Mickeys Philharmagic - which is one of our favorites.
I noticed something in it though. There is a hidden Dumbo in the Aladdin and Jasmine scene. Our Wendy tells us that there is a hidden something else in it too - well have to look for that in October.
Then we plopped down for a good seat to watch the last Spectromagic for the night. This was probably a mistake cause we had a good 30 minutes to wait. I was worn out. Wesley was getting sleepy. Our initial thought was that we would stay until 2, when the Extra Magic hours ended and then sleep in the next morning. But it was becoming obvious quickly that this was not going to happen.
Spectromagic was great. And we determined that it was indeed time to head back to the Contemporary. Plus, we figured that if we went to bed earlier then perhaps we wouldnt need to sleep so late in the morning. So, there we had it. Our plan. Go back, go to bed. Get a good nights sleep and then have a full day before driving back to Macon late. There. That sounds good, right? Right.
It would have worked too.
So we walked back to the Contemporary. We thought Wesley would fall asleep on the way. But he didnt. When we got back to the room, we all got ready for bed fairly quickly. Wesley was in the sofa bed, and we had the big king. Everybody tired? Ready for sleep? Mickey and stank stitch wake up call ready to go? Check! Lights out.
It didnt take long for any of us to go to sleep. I know Im about to insert something that isnt directly related to a Disney trip. But if youll stick with me, youll see that it is. Eventually. I think.
In the mornings, or in the middle of the night, if Wesley gets up and comes in our room, he goes directly to Rhonda. He does this cause he knows if he comes to mine, Im going to put him back in his bed. For a long time, he would wake up in the middle of the night. He would try as hard as he could to sneak into our bed without waking us up. But I always heard him at about the door. And before he could run to Rhonda, I would catch him and take him back to his bed so he wouldnt wake her up. Now, I think its habit. He always wakes up before us. Hell come into our room and poke Rhonda in the forehead until she wakes up. Either that or hell stand there and stare at her until she wakes up.
I told you all that to tell you this. I woke up that night around 1:30, Had I really been to sleep that long? Wesley was standing in front of me - on my side of the bed. I had heard him walk over and when I opened my eyes, he had that look. He said, Dad, my tummy hurts! DANG! I knew immediately what that meant. He had what I had. I asked him if he was about to Zzub, and he looked at me not knowing what I was talking about. Turns out he just needed to go to the bathroom. I know, TMI, right? Well, he got back in his bed, I in mine, and went back to sleep. Whew, that was it. Close call - then, more sleep.
Well, it hadnt been that long. I dont know what time it was really, but I woke up to the little feet padding their way across the carpet - once again to my side of the bed. Now, remember - he never comes to me! When he got there he said, Dad, Im cold! At first I thought, okay, the air conditioner is on, perhaps Ill put him in bed with us till he warms up, then back to his bed. So I picked him up, trying not to wake Rhonda and I put him in bed with us. Only when I picked him up, I knew something else was wrong. Way wrong.
He was burning up. With Fever.
Can you believe it? We didnt have a thermometer, but I am certain he was probably up around 102 or something. He whimpered when he laid down and Rhonda woke up. I explained the events of the evening that she had missed so far, and she agreed - he was frying.
Why oh why did we come to Disney World? I had Zzubbed for almost 3 hours. That should have been enough. But now, were such Disney freaks that we went anyway, and now Wesley was sick with who knows what. We both said, We should have stayed home! We did have some Motrin with us, and so we gave some to him and we all tried to go back to sleep.
He woke up the next morning with still a fever, but not near as hot as he felt the night before. Rhonda and I had the same thoughts. We should just go home. Forget about going into the park, just go home and rest.
Did we? Youll just have to wait and see. For now, I am tired. And going to bed.
Up next - The decision
Blessings!
MarkyMark
Not to mention other clients who are trying to relax behind closed doors having facials and massages. Unfortunately the owner does not want to "offend" anyone by putting up notices about children in the spa. Hmmmm, Okay.
