Our Family Vacation to Houston Part 16
When we got up to leave the evening session of the homeschool conference, I looked back at Jason, who had left and come back to sit behind me in the middle of the last session. He wasn’t moving. Finally, he said he was in a lot of pain and that he felt as if he couldn’t hold up his head. He barely made the long walk to the van, and it was up to me to get all four very hyper kids from getting killed in the streets. Jason couldn’t even drive. As I drove the short distance to the hotel I had booked, we pondered what to do for him. He was going to have to find a doctor the next day, he said. My heart sank. He or both of us would miss the entire home school conference.
Our hotel just happened to be next door to a hospital. As we drove by, I noticed the ER. I encouraged him to just go to the ER that night and get some help; otherwise, I didn’t think he would be able to sleep at all anyway. I drove to the hotel where I single-handedly carried all of our stuff inside and to the second story. Then Jason took the van and went to the ER.
I put the kids to bed and waited, wishing that my husband would carry a cell phone. I had no idea when or if I would hear from him, and I pondered all the what-ifs. I finally lay down after midnight. He had been gone a couple of hours. The phone rang at one o’clock, and I was extremely happy to hear from Jason. They had given him a shot for the pain, and he was still waiting to get x-rays. He told me to go to bed and that he’d leave after he got the results. I lay there, but I only dozed. At two thirty I heard the door rattling, sat up, and was so relieved to see Jason walk in. He told me that his neck was fine. The doctor said it was just muscle spasms. I asked him what the shot he got was. “Well, they wouldn’t give me all this other stuff”– he held out three prescriptions–“because I had to drive, so the shot was an anti-inflammatory.”
“You know what Ibuprofen is, don’t you?” He looked really sheepish. “It’s an anti-inflammatory!” I exclaimed. Ah well, I was glad he was feeling better anyway, and with that we both finally got some rest.
Mari says
August 25, 2011 at 9:45 amI had a feeling there was more to come with the neck pain
RaD says
August 25, 2011 at 10:56 amPoor guy. Hopefully next time he’ll just take the meds. 🙂
Doreen Lombardo-Campisi says
August 25, 2011 at 10:48 pmIt doesn’t seem like vacation is complete without at least one trip to an ER. LOL Glad to hear hubby is ok.
Let’s see – trip to FL in 2001, myself and my two kids and my friend and her two kids. We had to make a trip to the ER for my son, who came down with strep.
Trip to Boston – can’t remember the year, early 2000’s I think. With another friend, myself and my kids and her and her two kids. We visited her sister. My friend’s daugther got bit or stung by something and her entire body turned into one big rash. We wound up at the ER in Boston Children’s Hospital.
Camping trip (yearly) with about 40 people (adults and kids) every Labor Day weekend when my kids were young. My son got really sick. I contemplated taking him to an ER, but we had EMT’S and other medical professionals with us who monitored him. He was fine the 2nd day.
Cori says
August 26, 2011 at 1:05 pmI hate that he ended up having to go the ER. I’m sure he felt much better after that though. I have a man like that at home who will not take any drugs. The only good thing is that if he is really feeling bad, he will eventually cave.
Karen Dawkins says
August 31, 2011 at 8:37 amFirst, HAPPY BLOG-VERSARY!!!!
Second, I missed this the first time through — glad I found it today!
Our parallel lives continue… Only my trip to the ER was for an allergic reaction to shellfish on our FIRST EVER family vacation with a kid/5th anniversary celebration! We spent our fifth anniversary in the ER (Nathan stayed up the whole night — 18 months old — “take care mommy.”) while I received treatment.
I’m thankful my own husband is a doctor! We are both firmly convinced that the ER doc that night was not “all there.” He didn’t make much sense, but Rob guided him through the treatment he knew I needed and double-triple checked everything!
Needless to say, I spent the next couple days recovering in a beach chair with a book while the guys played in the pool. Memorable to say the least!