My ” D-Day”. Departure date. In three weeks I would be leaving my home to go to Hahnaman Hospital in Philadelphia to begin my long stay in the Bone Marrow Transplantation Unit. July 30th was my day to report at 9 am. Linda, the transplant team coordinator would send me the list of what I could bring, what I couldn’t bring and the final test preps needed to complete before I was admitted. This included a Cardiac stress test, Echocardiogram, more bloodwork, chest xray and dental clearance. A lot to do. No time for mental or emotional stress. Too busy.
In addition to all of this mayhem, Mr. Bob, my neighbor across the street, was starting construction on our house about the same time I was leaving. We were having a total exterior rehab being done. Siding, roof, Windows, Doors, new porch, etc. Lori would have to be the liason for me. Oh boy. Good times. Again, no time to stress.
So anyway, my sister Donna mentions to me that she was going camping in the Lehigh Valley the next weekend. Not too far away, I thought that I could maybe take Nick on our first ever camping trip. My thought process at this time was “What if”? What if I dont make it? Never got the chance to do this? I should take advantage of every opportunity to do things with Nick before I go in the hospital. It would be great! Finish some prerequisites this week then head to the Great outdoors. We would leave Mom to some peace and quiet and head out early Friday afternoon.
When Friday came we packed up the car, strapped Nick in his carseat, said goodbye to Mom and we were on our way! Pitching tents, making campfires, toasting marshmallows, going fishing. I couldnt wait to get there!
Next up: Champagne Supernova and the shortest camping trip ever!