Feb 12, 2011 21:53
This is the week of the annual ski trip. But during packing, Cara put her back out. Instead of getting better, it got steadily worse until she couldn't even lie down or take a deep breath. So, at 1AM, I turned off the alarm that had been set for 4:30 and I drove my wife to the ER. It was in the car that I pretty much wrote off the ski trip.
But the ER doc assured us that it was just a muscle spasm, and the relaxants would work, and that we were cleared to get on the plane. So, with less than 2 hours of sleep under our belts, we set off across the country. And here we are in Grand Targhee. And Cara is feeling much better (but not 100%). The kids are very happy that we didn't have to cancel the vacation.
And I am very, very tired.