Flying Home from Maryland

Well, our flight home was less than fun.  Ashley was tired and still sick so she was pretty crabby in the terminal.  I'm sure everyone was less than thrilled to get on  a plane with us.  However, once we got on the plane, she was pretty happy.  She sat and watched her youtube videos and Winnie the Pooh and when she got crabby about 90 minutes into the 2 hr flight, she fell asleep.

Unfortunately, right before she fell asleep, the pilot announced that they had to hold back since there was a lot of traffic at O'Hare airport due to the stormy weather.  When we finally we descending, something woke up Ashley (a man coughed and that seemed to have been it), so she woke up to what I imagine was ear pain from the pressure changing.  So again, she screamed during the descent.  This time, it lasted longer as it took forever to land.  Luckily, I had a good grip on her as she thrashed around.  When we finally landed she took her milk and calmed down a bit.  Then we got more bad news, there was lighting and we had to stay on the plane until the weather was clear.  Fortunately, they allowed us to walk around, so I paced the aisle with Ashley and she remained calm.  As we finally arrived at the gate 3.5 hours after take off, we let everyone else get off first.  Many people made nice or funny comments about Ashley's screaming.  I'm sure they were all just happy she was good for most of the flight since she was so loud beforehand.

When we finally got off the plane, our stroller was missing!  My first thought was that someone stole it!  But then they said they just didn't bring it up yet.  It was one stroller for the whole flight and we had been sitting there for at least 15 minutes already.  We waited 10-15 more minutes and after 2 calls for the stroller, it finally arrived.  We ran out as the next flight couldn't board until we were out of there!

It was a crazy day and we decided we will not be flying again with Ashley any time soon.  18 months may possibly be the worst age to fly with!!  At least she got to spend some time with her grandparents, great-grandma and more!

Saturday Night Fever, well, actually, Friday night

I wasn't feeling well myself, so I took some Nyquil and headed to bed and told Pete he was on Ashley duty since I would be out of it.  I thought it would only be waking up from moving around and being in a new place, but poor Ashley woke up with a fever!  Pete tried to wake me, but I was so out of it from the Nyquil, he got his mom to help.  Ashley's temp was 102.8 under the arm, which means you add a degree, so it was 103.8!  You could feel the heat radiating off her body just being close to her!

After a dose of tylenol she slept a little and woke up crying around 3:30am.  This time she woke me.  I couldn't believe how hot she was.  After throwing up on Grammy from crying so much, she seemed to calm down.  We gave her a dose of Ibuprofen and everyone went to bed while I tried to get her to sleep.  She slept another hour from 4:30-5:30 and then she was inconsolable, but fortunately her fever seems to drastically drop.  I took her down to watch TV.  Luckily, Sesame Street was on some sort of morning marathon.  She finally fell asleep in my arms around 7:30am.

She slept for a few hours and then woke up and watch TV with poppy and barely moved a muscle.  She spent most of Saturday sleeping and relaxing and even had a burst of energy and was playing in the afternoon.

Unfortunately, Saturday night she was starting to show signs of dehydration (not wetting diapers, not crying tears).  I said if it didn't change quickly, we would have to take her to the ER.  We decided to inject pedialyte in her mouth since she refused all fluids.  She was mad, but after 5-6 syringesful, she seemed to be acting better - she cried a tear and even grabbed for her sippy cup.

After eating some apples, mac and cheese puffs (her favorite) and drinking from random cups (I had a buffet of cups  and snacks for her on the counter) she seemed much better.  She went to bed and had a good night's sleep.

She woke up Sunday acting like herself.  She still appeared to have a low-grade temperature, but that could have been due to teething as her molars are coming in.

It wasn't fun to have Ashley get sick on the trip, but it was definitely nice to have extra helping hands!