Best Laid Vacation Plans

The day after Thanksgiving, my husband and I both started to get head colds.  

I tried to beat it by using Zicam and other cold medicines.  My symptoms remained mild, so I thought I had succeeded.  But then Saturday, when we were  supposed to fly to Palm Springs, I got a text first thing in the morning from Alaska Airlines that our flight had been cancelled due to the weather in San Francisco (high winds and rain). 

I started to try to figure out how to get to Palm Springs either later in the day or Sunday.  Of course, the weekend after Thanksgiving is the most traveled weekend in the year so I wasn’t having any luck.

About an hour after the first text, I got another text that the flight would now leave out of San Jose.  Yay, at least we were going but I had to figure out what it all meant.  We had to quickly pack and go to SFO to catch a shuttle to San Jose.  Shuttle turned out to be an Uber that was arranged for us by Alaska Airlines.  I will say that the staff at Alaska Airlines assistance was first rate and so helpful.  And I was very glad the we didn't have to get on a BUS to San Jose!  

It ended up working out fine, but I get very stressed over such things.  I’m sure that created an opportunity for my cold virus to kick into high gear.  By the time we got to Palm Springs, our colds were worse.  Over the course of 3 more days, my husband and I never left the condo we were using.

Then Tuesday night, I had an attack of Atrial Fibrillation that lasted about 2 hours.  Although I'm generally extremely healthy, I sometimes get AFib when if I’m sick or unduly stressed.  And now I have an App on my phone that can tell me if I'm really experiencing it and/or how bad it is.  Yup, it was bad. I felt like I had a fish flopping around in my chest. 

All those little red arrows are irregular beats, and the upper scratching is my heart rate changing between around 70 bpm to 150 bpm. 

My husband and I had just pulled into the ER parking lot, when it finally resolved on its own. At least we knew where the ER was, because oddly and coincidentally, the next night HE had an AFib attack and it didn’t resolve after 2 hours.  We ended up spending 5 hours in the ER and they had to give him an IV drug to get it to go back to normal rhythm.   Again, the ER staff was first class and he’s fine now but that was more stress, it was freezing in the ER and I think I got worn out. 

So the next morning, I was feeling really bad.  My husband said, why don’t we see if we can just go home early (rather than wait until Sunday).  I started looking to exchange our tickets when I got a call from my mom’s Adult Family Home that she was very sick with a UTI and might be on the verge of passing away.  I actually had to have the discussion with her doctor about what if she didn’t respond to antibiotics.

Enough said, we left that night and got home Thursday around midnight, exhausted.  I had told the dog sitter that we were coming home early so she had cleaned up to the best of her ability, but...she's not normally a very organized or tidy person.  She had turned the house into a doggie playland and didn't have a chance to regroup completely.  So our house was a mess.  But at that point, who cares?!?  At least we were home and I could be sick in my own bed! 

Friday morning, I felt terrible (sore throat, coughing, icky mucus, no voice).  I kept waiting to feel better, but I didn’t. I stopped in to see my mom, but I was afraid of passing on something to her in her weakened state, so I literally stayed 5 minutes and didn't touch her.  I don’t think she even knew who I was.

I ended up going to Urgent Care yesterday, turns out I had developed a sinus infection.  On antibiotics now, I’m finally feeling a bit better.  

As an update to my mom: She is in a very fragile state and any infection can cause her death.  Fortunately, they were able to get a urine sample and find a different kind of antibiotic to try.  So she has come back from the brink, she’s still very weak and can’t follow any commands, such as “eat” so she has to be fed.  Honestly, every time she has another one of these infections, she goes a little more down hill.  At some point, it will just be a matter of keeping her comfortable and not treating her.

The funny thing is, even thought this was a very unfortunate vacation, I’m so glad to be home and also so glad that my mom is in good hands.  So still thankful!

From the plane, a view of the mountains outside of Palm Springs...
this was the most "outdoors" we saw the whole time there