Monday, June 28, 2010
A quick update. I went to work Friday, and I was facing a full schedule when I got a call from my kids (16 and 13, home alone) to say that my daughter had fainted while in the middle of making breakfast. It would have taken me an hour to get home, so I made some calls first.
Conclusion: my stepmom picked up my daughter and took her to the pediatrician, and I met them there. The doctor wanted a consult with a pediatric cardiologist, which we scheduled for today, thanks to her help.
Meanwhile, I spent the weekend preparing my son for a trip to Alaska starting tomorrow (lots of shopping in hot weather), packed it all, packed myself for a possible trip to Philadelphia, and got up this morning wondering where I would be tonight. As it turns out, all went well, so I am actually in Philadelphia (in a chilly hotel room, I might add).
I took my daughter to the cardiologist this morning; the report was good ("neurocardiogenic syncope" = common fainting; prescription: finish growing up, drink more, get more salt; short term outlook: she's cleared to travel to the UK in 3 weeks). Amen.
After dropping her off at home, I raced to the office, finished my travel documents, got them approved, did some work, and at day's end, hopped the train to Philadelphia, which - surprise, surprise - got here on time. (My husband has been on the trains a lot lately, and he tells a very different story.)
I'm here for 3 days of training. I was looking forward to the exercise facilities here at the hotel. Unfortunately, the restaurant dinner didn't agree with me, so I settled in with some Tums and diet coke, hoping for better luck tomorrow. While I was at CVS for Tums, I picked up milk and breakfast bars to help better control my food intake tomorrow. I'll check back in tomorrow night and let you know how it went. I'm hoping for a relaxed day with nothing but training: no upsets, no big decisions, no yucky food, and plenty of exercise.