Showing posts with label Vacation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Vacation. Show all posts

Mar 29, 2016

What a trip!



























You know how things are never quite the same in your head as when they actually transpire in real life? Like for example, when imagining our family vacation in my head, I never for a minute thought that all three of the most important people in my life would get sick for almost half of the 'vacation'.   !!!!!!!  Yah - for real.

Let’s start from the beginning.  Unfortunately, the evening before our travel, Scarlet had a high fever.  We monitored her behaviour and watched her very closely through the night.  Thankfully, it didn’t get too high, but, we weren’t totally comfortable getting on a plane for five hours so we strongly considered even leaving Canada in the first place.  The next morning Scarlet woke up looking and feeling great and the best news was that the fever had broke!  Both Nate and I thought; ‘we’re good’!   The fever had disappeared just as soon as it had arrived and Scarlet was eating and drinking with no signs of any other symptoms.  We were feeling confident to go to Mexico…so we went.

The night we arrived in Mexico, the fever returned.  Scarlet woke up sweating buckets and complaining almost every twenty minutes throughout the night.  It was awful - nobody slept.  But again, that morning, she was lively, happy, temperature was normal, it was as though nothing happened.  Two more nights of this and then a fierce red rash appeared on her arms and legs.  She was also complaining about her mouth being too ‘spicy’ and after looking at the back of her throat and on her tounge she had super big white ulcers - almost like blisters all over her mouth.  The doc at the resort suggested Measles and I think I aged about ten years in a split second.  But it just didn’t make sense as both of our kids are totally up to date with all of their vaccinations.  After going to the hospital for a second opinion - two other paediatricians disagreed with the Measles diagnosis - one suggested Scarlet fever and the other thought it was a virus.  

While at the hospital, the doc (who spoke three words of english) looked at William and discovered he was starting to exhibit the same symptoms as Scarlet although there was no fever.  Rash, sore throat and white blisters at the back of his throat.  Awesome.

So we were prescribed three different medications that we had to give the kids for the week every three-six hours.  One doc said Scarlet fever, the other said is was a herpes virus (lordy lord) but they couldn’t totally agree on what it was or communicate it to us.  So, now that we’re back, we’ll see our lovely and very capable doctor here and hopefully get some answers.

After the kids started to begin to feel better, it hit Nate in a big BIG way.  He was out of commission for four days in Mexico but handled it like a trooper and only complained a few times.  He was put on antibiotics that only seemed to make the rash on his back go completely crazy and then after switching to a stronger version of the same thing did his symptoms start to disappear.  Just in time for us to go home.  HAHA!!!

So, we’re going to have a do-over vacation coming up here.  I insisted that we do it since our little clan was so out of sorts this round.  I really didn’t feel like I got to relax at all because I was taking care of all three at the same time!  Exhausting.  It was definitely work and I thought I was going to be next but so far, I haven’t caught or felt anything.  (Touch wood)  Yesterday when we were at the doc's for a checkup she looked me in the eye and said 'Doctors orders...you need to take another trip...SOON!'  I laughed and said 'For sure!  I'll let my husband know' and then she said again to me 'DOCTOR'S ORDERS!'  

Whoo hooo!!!
Hope everyone had a loverly Tuesday! See you tomorrow - same time same place ;) Also, if you aren't already sick of these shots of us and Mexico, I'll be putting up a few others in the 'Travel' section as the week continues.

Luvs,
Kate

Jun 29, 2015


The travel bug.  A contagious and relentless critter that typically continues to nag me well after I’ve returned home from a trip.  It won’t go away.  It won’t leave regardless of how often I seem to feed it.  I get home and immediately it’s pestering me ‘Where to next?’ ‘What’s it gonna be?’ ‘When do we leave?!?!’ 

But thankfully, I was able to somewhat suppress the bug’s relentless harassment due to the sheer pleasure and joy that we experienced on this latest vacation with my family.  I feel like both the bug and I are still reminiscing on specific days, moments, memories shared with my awesome brother Ted, his amazing wife and son and my little crew.

We swam, we fished (haha), we shopped (well, Laura and I did), we sang, we danced, we ate popsicles and made steak for super.  We laughed, we got sunburned, we explored, we got dirty.  We hugged, we shared, we ate watermelon on grass in the heat and then didn’t clean up after.  We packed all seven, yes SEVEN bodies into a hot minivan, we went to a farmer’s market, we had In-N-Out burgers with animal sauce and fries.  We learned how to just enjoy the day away.  I can say that it was totally unproductive almost everyday and that it was just perfect.  

Getting home from the vacation was bittersweet.  It’s always nice climbing into your own bed, laying down on your own pillow, reuniting with your secret candy stash, but it was particularly hard leaving this trip because I didn’t want our special time to end with the Hoydas.  But I can say, they both suffer from the same stigma that I have as we were already planning our next Hoyda Weiland special kid vacation getaway.  It’s happening.

Here are a few pics of the trip.  If you’re interested I will post pics everyday this week on the 'Travel' page.  
This is about as wild and crazy as I was willing to get with baby Will
BEST. PHOTO BOMB. EVER!!!  Like.  Wow.

Trying to get a family pic.  TRYING...

Photo cred: Laura Hoyda XOXO

Now that we’re back, I’m feeling the pressure.  I’m giving my 90 year old Grandfather a birthday tribute in front of a bunch of family and friends.  I’ve never had issues with speaking publicly (probably from all of my time in front of massive groups of teenagers) but for some reason, I’m palm sweaty flat out nervous for this speech.  I guess maybe it’s because I revere my Grandfather so much and he is literally the most epic person you will come across so I’m wanting to do him justice on his day in front of his friends and family.  Sigh.  

On top of THAT, the kids are both sick.  It was catching something on the plane ride home no doubt.  Cue rolling my eyes.  I’m just not thrilled about extra needy, snotty, whiny babes needing my attention every second of the day.  All you mommas out there know exactly what I'm talking about.  BUT, I will say the extra cuddles, snuggles and hugs helps make up for the latter.


Hope everyone has a great week!