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Spring Break - Part II

Continued from Spring Break - Part I ...

And Then The Paramedics Arrived

But only after the resort's security guard -- a guy who's mannerisms and deadpan delivery reminded me of David Puddy on Seinfeld -- planted himself in our room to witness the scene on behalf of the resort's legal department.  Puddy was convinced I needed oxygen.

"Do you think she needs oxygen?" he asked my husband.

"No.  I think she's breathing just fine," replied Chris.

This exchange occurred several times before the end of the night.

The paramedics determined I did not have appendicitis or a gall bladder thing and was likely experiencing severe food poisoning -- pain and non-stop, violent vomiting.  They were cleared to treat me immediately in the room.  I received fluids and two rounds of Please-Make-The-Throw-Up-Till-I-Pass-Out-Stop medication.

The paramedics and Puddy stayed with us a while, watched me wretch, writhe in pain, and examined all body fluids I produced.  They complimented my accuracy and tidyness as I contorted and crawled from the bed to the floor to be sick.  They also loved my purple sand pail and the Star Wars Legos on the nightstand that I never once disrupted during the ordeal.

Purple sand pail and Star Wars Legos

And Then It Was A New Day

I was sick a couple more times that night but managed to rest a few hours before the boys woke up, oblivious to the visitors and drama while they slept.  I spent the day propped up under an umbrella with sunglasses on, like the guy on Weekend at Bernie's, bucket nearby, trying to keep an eye on our kids, while Chris moved all of our stuff to a new room.

There was no funny smell, we had a beautiful view, and the purple bucket was retired as a sick receptacle and sand castle tool.  The boys wouldn't touch it.

And Then We Got On A Boat

The next day began to feel a bit more like a real vacation.  We took a snorkeling excursion around the island of Lanai.  I wasn't able to snorkel because I was still recovering from food poisoning and had a touch of sea-sickness [I'm a fun date].  But the trip was worth seeing the whales, dolphins, octopus, lava tubes containing the remains of ancient Hawaiian royalty, the blowhole, and the memories Chris and the boys made while I stood by the boat captain battling nausea.  Kind of like motion sickness in a car, if a person is queasy as a passenger they often feel better behind the wheel.  I tried not to annoy Captain Chad, and the 20 other seated passengers.

Captain Chad and Co-Captain Me [The No-Throw-Up Zone]

I left my post as co-captain for a photo op in front of the blowhole.  The five-year-old-boy remained in diva mode.  No pictures.

Family In Front Of The Blow Hole

And Then Middle Boy Got Sick

We think it was simply TOO MUCH that caused Middle Boy to vomit eight times that night.  Too much sun, too much boat time, too much rich food, too much gosh-darn fun.  He felt better the next day, had no fever and was ready to hit the beach.

And Then We Decided To Reclaim Our Vacation

We were all weak-kneed at the beginning of Day Five.  We hadn't experienced the laid-back island vibe we were hungry for.  Chris and I extended our trip a few days.  Reset button?  Hit.

And Then We Got Our Groove On

We swam, explored, picnicked with friends, ate, drank and enjoyed ourselves.

Chris And The 5YO On The Beach

Chris And The Boys - Almost To Hana

Boys And Me - Lava Pools

Almost To Hana - Capt. Ron, Miss M., The Older Boys And Me

Middle Boy And 5YO Comparing Coconuts

Middle Boy With His Ukulele - Pronounce It Right!

Unfortunately, almost every attempt at a family photo failed because of the youngest Ross boy's unwillingness to participate.

Bad Family Photo
Another Bad Family Photo

A few shots kind of turned out, but we'd been eating [and drinking] at Mama's Fish House and this Mama took her shirt off.  I had a bathing suit on, but I looked conspicuously unclothed compared to the rest of the family.  It's Chris' fault.  I will have a friend photoshop my tank top ON my body before I share.

And Then It Was Time To Return To The Mainland

Our red-eye flight was scheduled to leave late Thursday, March 10th.  We were tan, tired, ready to head home, but also excited to plan our return trip.

Sunset Behind Lanai

And Then The Tsunami Warnings Blared

Unbeknownst to us, the tragic earthquake in Japan had occurred.  The airport was intense and our flight took off 20 minutes prior to the scheduled departure in an effort to clear the island of as many tourists as possible.  We made it on to the plane.  A paradigm shift of epic proportions consumed Chris and me as we reflected on our Griswold-like vacation bad luck.  No.  We were lucky beyond comprehension.

And Then Two Of Us Were Wet

The five-year-old-boy and I were seated together on the flight home.  Without going into detail, we experienced a personal tsunami-like experience while he was sleeping wrapped around my body.  Our misfortune resulted in his pants and shirt, as well as my pants and shirt, becoming WET.

I chose to muscle through the next few hours in wet clothes, but our youngest son took the brunt of the wave.  A kind flight attendant begged a diaper from another passenger and gave us a clean blanket.  While he slept, Chris and I were able to remove wet clothes from his lower body, replacing them with the diaper and an almost fashionable red sarong/kilt.

The 5YO in his sarong/kilt. The 5YO hanging out with Oldest Boy in his sarong/kilt.















And Then Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity Jig

Inspite of the rough spots on our trip, we had a wonderful time.  The tragic situation in Japan, the fact that we serendipitously caught a flight hours before chaos hit the island, and the request from a dear friend who is battling recurrent ovarian cancer to "drink for two" [I can't hang, but don't tell her] have humbled this family beyond words.

Spring Break 2011 was memorable, and I wouldn't change that for the world.

Here's to you, Emmy Lou.
Here's to you, Auntie Em! Me too, Aunti Em!

To you, Em! Miss and love you, Em!

Reader Comments (17)

I'd never wear a shirt if I had a bod like you. I'm sorry you were sick for the first part of your vacay, though. That sucks.
March 27, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterAll Adither
I love that Chris extended the vacation. : ) And that your friend is Emmy Lou. I have an adorable Emmy Lou in my life, and she LOVES reading your blog. So do I. Thanks for the laughs and the inspiration. And I think all the photos are adorable, especially the one of you in a bikini. ROCK IT, GIRL, and never apologize.
Wow it sounds like QUITE the vacation. I am so glad that you were able to extend your trip to enjoy some real relaxation, you know without the violent puking.

You look fab! And your family is gorgeous.
March 28, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterDeidre
Phew.... what a trip..... And I love you toasting Emmy Lou. She's lucky to have you as a friend. xo
March 28, 2011 | Unregistered Commenterpam
I'm with All Adither! Ha!

And like I said last night, WHEW! So glad it got better. And that comment about not making the other (seated) passengers annoyed really makes me giggle. Uncontrollably.

March 28, 2011 | Unregistered Commenterchristy
Goodness gracious. What a week. So glad it got better and that you were able to have a sense of perspective about it all.
March 28, 2011 | Unregistered Commenteranna see
Sounds like fun!! :) I love that your "youngest" is just like Keaton!! He HATES pictures! I can never get a good one..I hope it is just a phase.
March 28, 2011 | Unregistered Commenteramber
I'm glad you're all home and safe and well.

Whew. I'm a little tired after reading about your trip. I should probably go take a nap.

March 28, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterCheri @ Blog This Mom!
I love your blog but now I can't stop crying over Emmy Lou, I love her so much!
March 28, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterKim1only
I love her, too...
March 28, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterChris
OMG - that was incredible. Your poor 5-year old! Poor you - all wet on the flight back. Halfway through the pics I was thinking that I should tell you that you have beautiful legs, until I scrolled further and saw your bikini abs and rock solid legs. Holy cow, you're fit as a fiddle. Glad you found some fun and enjoyed your vacation despite it all.
Thank god you made it back on the return flight as planned!

I love the sarong picture of the youngest (and the one of him toasting - so cute!)

Also? You aren't supposed to look that good in a bathing suit. I'm starting to think that you're photoshopping those children into all of your pictures. That is not the stomach of a mother of three! Seriously though - you put many a teenage girl to shame.
March 28, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterKate Coveny Hood
Wow. That was an epic vacation. Mama's Fish House! Wife and I went there when we were on our honey moon.
March 29, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterCaptain Dumbass
I think the family photographs are just perfect. Love images that capture how kids really feel, even if it may have been frustrating at the time. (Diva LOL!!)

PS sounds like you needed a holiday after your holiday... but I'm sure somebody said that already! :)
April 1, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterCarla Delvex
Honestly, you are like my own personal Erma Bombeck, sister. No need to fret about the next book, just print off your blog posts.

Of course the cover MUST be the tummy tat. MUST. For all of those meow! meow! reasons - and then some.

Love you,

April 3, 2011 | Unregistered Commenterbroadthinking
OMG! I laughed; I teared up a little at the end there; I nearly sympathy vomited a couple of times. What a vacation! I'm so glad you extended it a little. And thank you so much for that little bit of perspective in closing. It was very touching. You are a wonderful storyteller, Chris.
April 9, 2011 | Unregistered Commentertinsenpup
Oh goodness - what a roller coaster ride. But greater tragedies elsewhere, like Japan, do have a way of putting things into perspective.
April 10, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterLady Fi

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