There's no place like home, there's no place like home...

If only it were that easy to tap your shoes together and be home in the wink of an eye...*sigh*.
Florida was fun for the most part. It was too hot to really do anything. It was about 102 degrees the whole time we were there.



(Everything that was going to Florida!)


Okay I am getting ahead of myself we will start with the airport and plane ride.
Before the trip I went and bought her some toys and a coloring book to keep her entertained on the plane ride there and back. Well we ended up getting to the terminal about 2 hours early and had to wait. So she played with all of her toys before the plane ride. Then about an hour into our wait an employee told me that there was a play ground that was about 2 miles away in terminal A. We were in B.
So we walked there and played for about half an hour. She had a ton of fun and fussed when we had to leave.
(Hannah coloring in her Handy Manny coloring book)

So when we finally boarded the plane they asked for all of the people with infants in arms to bored after 1st class. So we had to sit on the plane an extra amount of time. She HATED having to sit there. But soon became fascinated with the window shades. UP....DOWN....UP.....DOWN she would say.
Then we took off, she giggled so hard she couldn't catch her breath! I thought for sure she would freak out but she LOVED it! We had a window seat so she got to see Ohio getting further and further away!
(Ohio....its under the clouds!)
(Mommy and Hannah on the plane)

So our flight was only 2 hours, but even 2 minutes with a fussy toddler is too much sometimes. Thankfully there were some really great people on the flight with us. We sat next to a really nice lady, who happened to be a grandmother and just loved playing with Hannah.
Hannah finally calmed down about 10 minutes before we landed. But she wasn't crying just really upset she couldn't get down.
So we finally landed in Orlando about 10:30 am. Liz's brother came to pick us up and drove us to her mom's house where we unloaded and waited for her to get off work. Her mom's house is wonderful and beautiful but we ended up not being able to stay there with her because the dogs really bothered both Hannah's and my allergies. So we stayed with Elizabeth the whole week! I am glad we did, I got to spend a lot of extra time with her and the kids that way.
I was so tired there because the heat just saps your energy. When we did go some where like the park, we couldn't stay long because of the heat.
(at the park, the second day in Florida)

We spent most of our days inside, just Hannah and I. Elizabeth had to work and there wasn't much to do in Eustis, LOL, its like the Darrtown of Florida! So anyway, Friday we went to go to the mall and ended up getting a boxer puppy instead! She was so cute! Hannah loves dogs so she was really happy about it. So then Saturday we went to Daytona and spent the WHOLE day at the beach. It was a blast! I took Hannah out into the ocean and let the waves hit her, she loves the water. She was so tired though (I now know why). She laid her head down on my shoulder and fell asleep! IN THE OCEAN! So I took her up and put her on the beach chair under the umbrella and she took her nap on the beach.

Saturday she started to get a fever. It was 101.8 I think. I thought maybe she was just in the sun too long and gave her Tylenol. Her temperature went back down and she was playing fine, not acting fussy, or breathing funny or anything.
So Sunday I put her to bed about 8:45pm and she was fine. No temp, breathing fine, acting normal. So about 10:45pm she wakes up, okay normal, we are in a strange place. So I go in a get her from the play pen and she is BURNING UP! I have Liz get me the thermometer and she has a temp of 105.1. I gave her some Tylenol and get everything together. Liz gives me directions to the hospital and I get over there in about 20 minutes and end up getting there at about 11:30pm. I waited in the waiting room for about 10 minutes with Hannah crying for "water..Drink" but I couldn't give her anything. So we get called back and when they take her temp its down to 103.5. (Still high, but not 105) We get put into a "room" (3 walls of curtains) and the nurse comes in with a LONG cotton swab and sticks it up her nose for a influenza test because we don't get flu shots. Then a throat swab for strep test. They insisted on doing a straight catheter for a urine sample but I refused and they stuck a sticky bag to her and waited. Of course the bag leaked when she did finally pee, so no urine was collected. They did a chest xray and found that Hannah has bronchitis. They said that if she does have a UTI (urinary tract infection) then the antibiotics for the bronchitis would get rid of it (no urine needed). So we left the ER about 2am. At this very moment I wanted so bad to go home, so that Michael could be here. He is my rock and I was so unsteady without him. I was afraid that I was going to do something wrong, or make the wrong decision regarding our daughters health. But he trusted me, and agreed with me. If only there were such a thing as ruby slippers that could take you home in a blink of an eye....if only.

So Monday we packed up and I stayed at the house in the A/C with Hannah and kept her hydrated and happy. She was so lethargic and clingy. So I got her to bed really early and sat up with Liz and talked for a long time. Then we went to bed.
I had to get up at 3:45am for the taxi. Oh my gosh, I thought we were going to die that day. The taxi driver was an old man that obviously wasn't very awake. It started to POUR, I mean like monsoon rain, and lightening and thunder! I couldn't see 2 feet in front of the van and the dude was going 60 mph!!! He ended up hitting a shopping cart that was in the middle of the high way, and almost hit a garbage can. I was so scared! I kept a blanket handy in case I had to cover Hannah in an accident. (Sounds so silly doesn't it....?) Well we made it to the airport with about 30 minutes to spare by the time I made it to the gate. So I got Hannah a blue berry muffin for breakfast and we waited. She was so sick, she slept the whole way back. I really didn't want to fly with her being sick but its not contagious and I really wanted to get her home.

The flight seemed shorter on the way home. I was so excited to see Michael. We landed about 10 minutes early and the breezeway driver wasn't there so we had to wait on the plane for it to come. Hannah had woken up when we landed (again giggling but very tired). She kept saying "Daddy, Out" the whole time we were waiting. When she finally saw daddy she was so happy!! So was I.
I was sad to leave Florida because I loved seeing Liz and her family, but I was so happy to be home.

Now a week later, all is well. She is almost finished with her antibiotics and is feeling great.
It was a great vacation with a bad ending. I am still glad we went, and glad to have a great friend there to help!