Vacation

Vacation... it has so many pictures associated with it. For instance, rest. Relaxation.

I suppose some vacations can be that for some people. Not this one.

Our plans to leave for Williamsburg, VA early Thursday morning were changed when my heart began consistently skipping beats Wednesday afternoon (the same day Sweet Pea began running a fever.)

I went about my baking and preparing, but left much undone till morning, just hoping to feel better then.

We set no alarm, deciding the rest was probably needed, but I was awake at six anyway. Around seven I got up and got going, feeding the baby and starting breakfast. But it wasn't better.

Around 8:30 we left for a local urgent care, supposing an EKG was a good idea. Nothing showed up, the doctor heard nothing. He sent us for STAT blood work just in case, but because it was STAT we couldn't go to just any lab. We had to drive all the way to the hospital where we started with outpatient registration. Suffice it to say it was nearly 12:30 before we were home again, the house was a mess and we weren't packed.

I was already feeling much better though so we flew into action. Two and a half hours later we were finally on the road, minus a handful of things we would miss later!

To be continued...


298. a regularly functioning heart

299. getting to go on vacation

300. trusting God to care for us

301. a sweet husband who cares so much for me

302. Sweet Pea's fever going away!

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posted by ~Babychaser~ @ 9:18 AM