Trip to Atlanta

 Guest blogger... This is mom writing of their trip to Atlanta.

We were to have bad weather on Tuesday so we planned to leave way early to avoid, or allow for, bad roads. Things didn't come together like we expected and we left the house 30-40 minutes after we planned. After a little detour, I remembered the wheelchair. We had forgotten to pick it up, so back to the house we went. Finally on the road about 40-50 minutes after we planned.

On the way down 501 toward Wapak Lynnelle was trying to figure out how to get her one last Coumadin blood check before her surgery the next morning. This doctor could not order it, that doctor would not order it--what a zoo. Then she had a brilliant idea-- have Dr. Sullivan (the Atlanta doc) order it and we would stop at Cridersville Medical Center and have Missy draw her blood. It was a fantastic solution and worked out perfectly. 

We had good roads with only a little spitting rain and arrived at Dayton airport in good time. All the handicap spots were taken so we had to park out a bit. I unloaded the wheelchair and the suitcases and was getting other stuff out when a shuttle stopped and asked if we needed help. What a God-send! He loaded the suitcases and put Lynnelle on a lift so she didn't have to climb the steps, drove us to the door and unloaded us. It was so nice! 

Melissa had preregistered us so check-in was a cinch. Getting through security was a breeze too. It can be, has has been already, a huge hassle but this time it was easy. We had lots of time so we sat down close to some stores and eating places and relaxed a bit. Eventually we mosied down the fantastically long hallway to our gate, which, if you take Air Tran as we do, is as far as you can go, literally.

Lynnelle was hoping for a row of seats without arms so she could lay down but I told her they put arms on them for that express reason--to keep people from laying down. The place we usually sit was taken so we looked around for another spot. I found one sort of out of the way and what do you know, there were three seats with no arms! She spread out, and while it was no five-star bed, she could lay out. She rested and I read a book. 

When we registered the best seats we could find were in row 20. That is really far for her to have to stagger/wobble, so I went to the desk and asked the lady if there was something closer to the front for us. She said she'd see what she could find. After a while here she came with new boarding passes for us in row 3. 

As we boarded, we suddenly realized that she had given us FIRST CLASS seats! Whee! How special! The seats were wider, more comfy, we got drinks right away, more drinks later, special snacks, etc. It as a very special treat. The flight was good, as usual.

Jason Slabach was there to meet us in Atlanta. He drove us to his apartment and we spent the night with him and Katie. They took us to the Atlanta Access Center bright and early the next morning before they started their day. Oh yes, Katie works 3-11 so Jason fed us supper of homemade Tomato Basil soup and fried cheese sandwiches made with homemade bread. It was really good. They are quite the cooks!

The Atlanta Access Center is a small place, comfortable and professional. Everyone was so nice and kind. We were taken back to an open area where I proceeded to spend hours, just sitting there in a chair. This area was open to two other stations for patients, (although there were none there), the nurse's station and three patient stations on the other side of the nurse's station (there was one man over there). Since we had come straight from Jason's, we had all our luggage. They allowed me to put it in an area that can house patients but they weren't using it so I had a place to put the stuff out of the way. I dug in both suitcases by times and there was a bed in that area so I had a nice place to put the suitcases for digging. :) 

Eventually, after much prep, Lynnelle was wheeled off for surgery. I was sleepy so I backed my chair up close to the wall and leaned my head back and went to sleep. All of a sudden I woke up with one of the nurses in front of me and another one on the other side of Lynnelle's bed. They were going to get me more comfortable! They brought me a recliner and took my straight chair away, and the next thing I knew the lady nurse was covering me with a warmed blanket. That was so nice. I went right back to sleep, waking up only when Lynnelle came back. Then she had to lay flat for 3-4 hours so I went right back to sleep again. She said I was OUT. Good thing I didn't snore and embarrass her. :)

Time moved on and it was time to leave. The Center called a cab for us and we were on our way to the motel where we have been ever since. 

Yesterday Lynnelle's Lymie friend Andrea Wagler from SC and her mom and baby brother came to see us. They had to drive 3.5-4 hours one way to get here. They stayed 2.5-3 hours, then left to do some shopping at Sam's  Club on the way home. We had never met these people before but they felt like they knew us from email and facebook. They are very nice folks. Oh yes, they brought us baked potatoes from Wendys for lunch. That was nice. 

After the Waglers left we crashed and slept a while. I read a bunch. We ordered in pizza for supper. I am convinced that order-in food is bleck and blah. Nothing tastes very good. 

Lynnelle has been resting all morning. She did talk to a friend or two on the phone. I went down to the Business Center and registered for our flight tomorrow. We have to be at the airport by 8 something so I will try to have us pretty much all packed up tonight. 

It has been a good trip so far although I cannot see any improvement in Lynnelle. She has not said if she feels differently. Keep praying for her healing! 

                                               *Update from Later*

We needed to catch the 8am shuttle from the motel to the airport. We went huffing and puffing (at least I was) to the front doors--yay! the shuttle was still there. I turned in our keys and pushed Lynnelle/drug the suitcases out the door. Lynnelle said "the driver isn't even out here" but I soldiered on, figuring till we got in he would come. As we got to the shuttle here he came out from around the driver's side so he was there after all. We piled in, along with one lone other person. 

Check in was a breeze again, only this time I had a pretty full can of Static Guard that they swiped. :( Didn't realize it was in the carry-on. 

We managed to ride the train to our concourse which was a full four concourses away, and they are huge. We are talking Atlanta airport here. Our gate was D2 so I figured we'd be close to the begining. Huh, was I ever WRONG. D2 was AS FAR as you can go without falling out the end of the building. And there were 16 gates! So I got my exercise there.

 The Command Hook Minnie gave her as she was walking out the door. You never know when you will need to hang and drip an IV. Command hooks work so good, easy on, easy off!

We found a place to settle in and Lynnelle proceded to fix up the IV she had to run while I went to see if the gal at the desk could move us up from Row 18. She told me the plane was completely full--nowhere to move us to. "But wait," she muttered, "I could do this . . . " and she proceeded to move us to first class again! :) This time we were in the first seat, which meant we could not keep our purses with us during take-off and landing, but she got them for us when we asked for them.

So this trip was memorable in that we had first class both ways! 

**Update on Lynnelle**

 She said she feels more steady on her feet and Minnie could see that she walked a bit better. She just looks a bit more steady. I pray improvements continue to show!