By morning, we were all exhausted and Easton looked terrible. Aaron and I were very worried by this point and made the decision to head to the nearest E.R. Nothing makes you miss familiar surroundings more than when you feel helpless. The hospital referred us to the closed emergency room which ended being a hospital for substance abuse and behavioral therapy! After 3 hours in the emergency room, 2 nebulizer treatments and a dose of oral steroid the E.R. doctor explained that Easton's nose swab came back as positive for Swine Flu. I could hardly believe it! I mistakenly thought that because we had the Swine Flu before, and from Disneyland no less, we wouldn't get it again. But the doctor said the flu is the flu, of course you can get it again.
As a mom, I felt so guilty that I spent the last few days medicating my poor kid and dragging him all over 3 amusement parks. Easton was already looking and feeling better than just a few hours before, but we left with a list of prescriptions and a mask over his face! Aaron and Ellie were waiting patiently in the waiting room for us. By then it was almost noon and no one had eaten. We headed for the closest pharmacy to get the prescriptions filled as I explained to Aaron what happened and diagnosis. He shared what he and Ellie experienced while they waited!
The first two pharmacies we went to did not have the Tamiflu we needed and were not very helpful. Finally, we were referred to small pharmacy where the pharmacist "made" the Tamiflu we needed. Tired and tearful, I walked into King's Pharmacy, a small hole-in-the-wall in a strip mall where the sweetest, kindest Asian man greeted me and assured me he could "make" the Tamiflu for my "baby". He spoke very broken English, but carried on like it was no big deal. His kindness energized me and when he rushed me out the door to go get some food for my family, I excitedly got back in the car and Aaron looked at me like I was nuts! This guy was going to "make" the medicine.
Easton had finally fallen asleep and Ellie was content because she finally had her hands on my new phone and was playing games. We drove to the closest, familiar thing we could find to eat; Taco Bell. Par for the day, they got our order wrong. We drove back to King's and Dr. Chiu had everything ready. He came around the counter to show me how to measure everything out and gave me a big hug saying, "Oh lady, don't cry! Your baby get better!" It was the brightest part of my day.
We headed back to our hotel to give Easton his medicine and let him rest. Friday was our last day for Disneyland and since no one was in good shape to drive home, we agreed to rest up and head home first thing in the morning. Ellie was in great spirits and ready to tackle Disneyland one last time. I sent Aaron and Ellie on there to way so Easton and I could rest peacefully. 15 minutes after Aaron and Ellie left, Easton threw up. During the last few days Aaron and I kept saying, "At least he's not throwing up." This new symptom confirmed we should not be driving today! I think his empty stomach and all that medicine was just too much. We both finally got to sleep and rested.
Aaron and Ellie had some good Daddy/daughter time. He even did the Peter Pan ride with her (the longest line for the shortest ride at Disneyland, but one of mine and Ellie's favorites!) She braved some of the bigger rides for her dad and they came back happy, but wet. It had started to rain. Ellie was ready to head back after dinner, but Aaron needed some rest for the long drive the next day.
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| Ellie and Daddy enjoying Disneyland |
We wrapped our Disneyland days by eating In & Out Burger and watching the Blazers play the Lakers on T.V. It was amazing to see how Easton had perked up after his medicine and some sleep! He was totally into the basketball game and wanted to play his video game. At one point Aaron and I stood there, enjoying the silence. We hadn't heard no coughing in days! As the kids slept we completely packed everything and set the alarm for 5:45 am to be out the door by 6:00 am!