Friday, July 13, 2012

"Ready for Take Off"

Got the call from Emma's local ENT that he has cleared her for flight.   More importantly cleared her for flight in a non-pressurized airplane.   I did some research today about small, privately owned planes.   I've never been in one that small and Emma has not been in one at all.    Last night I told Mike (and our friend Steve) that we may be using "Angel Flight" to get to Cinci.   Mike immediately said, "wasn't it an Angel Flight that went down in Lake Michigan a few years back killing everyone but the pilot on board?"   Thanks, Mike for the bolster of courage.   I love you, too.   Maybe driving one of our gas guzzlers or our rust bucket is looking more attractive.


I've been doing some research (at least that's what I am calling it when I sit on my butt surfing the net) about where to stay in Cinci and what resources are available.   Hotels will add up quickly when Emma has her long stay operation, and I know that the RMH is available only $25 a night, but having stayed at them before know "just how inviting" they are (NOT!).    No food or drink in your room, share a bathroom with several other families, fart in your room and hear the neighbors laugh, etc.   In Detroit the best available entertainment was watching the rats scurry across the courtyard.  Having been oh, so comfortable at the previous RMH's I was looking at alternatives.   I found a nice campground only 20 minutes away from the hospital.   We have some church friends who live in Cinci and we can stay there, too.   Their place is 30 minutes from the hospital.    Imagine camping in your own, comfortable camper with a private shower, your own sheets and pillow and a fully stocked pantry for those midnight snacks.    Our camper is our home away from home.   I found great comfort in the thought of being able to retreat to my own domain and doing it affordably! 


July 2008 we bought our Outback
When we know more about our stay I will definitely look into staying at the campground.   Heck, the other two could come along as well!   Only drawback will be towing it alone.   Truthfully, driving it isn't bad as I am the one who usually drives.   Backing it up alone, well, that a whole 'nother story.    When Mike and I go somewhere he does all the dirty, hard work.   Not that I can't do it, but why not let the hubby be the one to get dirty?   ::Insert girlie giggle::    Isn't there a country song about being barefoot and pregnant in the camper kitchen?    "My man dropped the stays, the kids went aways, think I'll fetch me some brewskis and sit here all day.   I'ze got central air, finished dyin' my hair, need to get me some food but them's squeeters out there.  My dog is a stinkin', the boat she'z a sinkin',  but the redneck next door he just sent me a winkin'."    I swear I've heard that one before.
The girls were very excited to get it!   We use the ramp intended to be a toy hauler as the ramp to get Ellie's wheelchair in and out.   A wheelchair accessible camper!   It was a perfect find for us and a great deal.

What should be apparent to you and makes me feel truly exposed is that this blog reveals just how loony someone can be when they endure as much as your life can throw at you!   Genetics had nothing to do with it, so don't you worry Dad and Auntie Jen.  ;-) 



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