My stomach is in knots

In about 15 minutes we head out for our road trip to the nursing home.  By map, it is only a 4-hour drive.  But since we will be making numerous planned (and hopefully no unplanned) stops, it will probably be more like 6 hours.

Right now, my stomach is in knots.  Not as much because Hannah and I have to spend the night in a nursing home (with Ethan, Abigail, and Daddy in a nearby hotel), but because I’m terrified as to how Hannah is going to handle this drive to the nursing home and back home.  If last week’s excursion to/from Dallas is any indicator, it is going to be rough.

It is going to be even tougher this time because Hannah now has a cold.  Just congestion, no fever.  But because of her congestion, she wakes up in a panic attack when, we think, the drainage clogs her throat.  Last night, she had a gagging attack after she woke up from a panic, and we ended up using the home oxygen concentrator.  We got her calmed down from the gagging attack in about 5 minutes, and she never turned blue.  But she had a tough recovery for the next couple of hours, as it took that long for her to finally catch her breath completely.  For a while there, I was contemplating another 911 call.

As we pack right now, Daddy is making sure the oxygen setup is all ready in the car.  I think we are bringing a few of the little ones with us.  Yesterday, I went and bought pediatric oxygen masks and tubing (I guess last night was a practice with it!).

Please, please, please send good thoughts that this trip is uneventful.   For those on facebook, I will be posting status updates on there many times during our trip to let you know how we are.