Wednesday, 5 August 2009

The Best Laid Plans

I just knew it was too perfect a summer, something just had to go wrong. The whims of fate are funny that way, they lull you into a peaceful sense of security that all is well and then WHAMMO! I know, I know I sound ungrateful and I'm sure I will sound more moany as you read further on but humour me, I'll get over it in a few days and I need to vent.

It has been an idyllic few weeks, long walks with J and Murphy, strolls into town, swimming in Lake Geneva, our Italy trip, a few wonderful days last week with Sheila and her family at their house in the south of France, and looking forward to a couple of weeks reuniting with our good friends and my much-loved family at the end of August in Calgary and Victoria. J and I had spent lots of time picking out the perfect gifts for his Grandma, his cousins, aunt, uncle and friends.

So I hate to fly, so it's a long trip, it's worth the effort. J and I actually have a really good time on the 12+ hour plane journey, we eat smarties, watch movies, fight over the childmeals, and talk about all that goes on at an airport and on an airplane. He's a great and seasoned traveller and loves his far-away family to pieces. He adores staying at Grandma's apartment. He throws the garbage down the shute and accompanies her 16 floors down to the laundry room. He redecorates with gusto, everyone knows that wooden horses belong in the bedroom not the hall! He loves Uncle Phil's waffles and Titi's pizza. Adores being teased by his cousin Justin but not his cousin Jordan. Worships the ground Nee-Nee walks on but hates mean old Leo the cat. All the things, little and big that make up a family and family connections.

So you can understand my concern when last Saturday night (4 days prior to departure for Canada), J developed his first-ever ear infection. Otitis externa, the pediatrician at the emergency room advised us Sunday morning. Bad case but should clear up within a few days. Fast forward to Monday night, and hours of screaming in pain and little sleep.

First thing Tuesday morning and a visit to his regular pediatrician confirmed diagnosis and severity and issued new antibiotics and pain meds. Last night more hours of pain-filled screaming. I've never seen J in such agony, and me caught up in concern for him, leaping to my usual worst-case scenario of mastoiditis, and begging the whims of fate for a fast turnaround. 8:00am this morning, it was make or break to leave for the airport and J was on my lap writhing and crying in pain.

Bottom line, we didn't get on the plane. I'm so disappointed I could cry, he's so disappointed, he did cry.


Sher said...

I'm so sorry. Will you be able to change the tickets?

Anonymous said...

Oh, no. I'm soooooo sorry for you guys. Our trip was a so-called nightmare at times, but at least we made it. I hope you can replan and go soon.

And I'll be thinking about Jack. Poor, poor kid.


Jawahara Saidullah said...

You don't sound moany at all. Cancelled trips are disappointing and poor little J in pain is just heart-rending. Hope he gets better soon. Take care of yourself.

Jen said...

Sorry that your second chance at coming didn't work out! Give Jack a big hug and tell him we will go tobaganning in the backyard when you come this winter.

Mighty Mom said...

Oh boy! I hope J has recovered by now. I hear pizza margherita at da Paolo can sooth the disappointed soul. Big hugs!

Chantal said...

Hope all is ok now. Sorry to hear about your cancelled trip!

MT said...

Thanks for the hike suggestion, sounds great! Sorry to hear about your travel interruption. I had my first ever ear infection about two years ago and can't imagine witnessing my son going through a similar pain and not being able to do anything about it. Your post didn't sound whiney at all, mine on the other hand....
It is nice to hear from a fellow Canadian in Geneva.