Now onto the "trouble".
As we were landing, Mr. P. said, "Look Mom! A rainbow!" And out the window was a spectacular rainbow arcing across the sky with the lush, verdant Hawaiian landscape below. What could go wrong?
Well....cut to the next morning when my husband began complaining of pains in his stomach. He was hoping it was just gas...alas....flatulation did not cure this cramps. After consulting with our close friend who is thankfully also an ER doctor, she gave him some self-tests to do over the phone. Pinch here. Poke there. Prod. Push. Pain with each one.
Onto the Wilcox Memorial Hospital where he drove himself, had a cat scan and low and behold guess who had an angry appendix??
Cut to evening surgery. Yup. First full day of our family vacation and my husband went under the knife for the first time.
I discovered that xanex works nicely for other moments in addition to on the airplane.
I am so thankful that he is now is less pain, recovering nicely and okay! He really is THE BEST patient I've ever seen. Chipper (maybe it's the percoset talking?) eager to help (I keep having to remind him he can't lift anything for a full month) and ready to make the most of his recovery for the days we have left here.
And did I mention that during the time he was at the hospital with the car I also lost my wallet and had only one diaper left and a two-year old with a big poop! Just to add to the excitement! So there were taxi cab rides and wallet investigations (wallet found two days later) and diapers purchased ($26.00 for a pack of diapers here....??!!)
Okay, back to our vacation! I do have a post about our outing on day one, pre-surgery which I will share with you the next time I have a free moment!!
As my husband likes to say, "I gave you a vacation you will never forget." True dat. Mahalo!