Of course, we try to have reasonable expectations for traveling with the Agents. And, this was not our first experience with battling illness while vacationing. (There was that whole Julia puking in Siena, Italy incident.)
This time, Agent A came down with a very bad cold and ear infection (his first) and a couple of cold-related nose bleeds. Once we got some antibiotics in him, he was a new man within 12 hours. (I wish we had taken him in a day sooner.) Then Agent J caught his cold, and it triggered her asthma cough . . . the never-ending, barking, horrible-sounding, Agent J Signature Cough. We finally got her some meds that worked, and after a couple of nebulizer treatments she eventually moved on to normal I-have-a-bad-cold coughing opposed to I-sound-like-I'm-dying coughing.
|Meet and greet with Snow White and Dopey|
Folks in close proximity to Agent J had one of two reactions: They either looked on in horror, thinking she was carrying some sort of plague, or nodded sympathetically and said she sounded like their asthmatic kids when they were younger. Guess which ones I hoped we ended up on the elevator with.
It helped that we didn't have to worry about driving anywhere, or preparing meals, or even so much as cleaning up after ourselves. Hubby and I spent a significant amount of usually rare one-on-one time with the Agents (in the room with the one not feeling well, or out-and-about with the other). We missed out on some things, but in general still had fun, even Agents J and A. (Agent E had the time of her life. And promptly came down with the same illness once home.)
Still, I would be lying if I said it wasn't at least a little disappointing. We completely missed the port visit to San Juan, Puerto Rico, because that was the day that Agents J and A overlapped in really feeling bad and we all stayed on board. Only Hubby and Eva got to partake in Pirate Night. Agent J had to miss out on a few days of activities at the kids' club, and we cancelled our special date brunch at the "adults only" restaurant because even once A felt better there was no way we would leave him with anyone while he had a cold and just wanted Mommy Comfort.
(Can I just mention how glad I am to have a nursing toddler after that week? A refused food and water for nearly three days, but he still nursed. Otherwise, he would have been completely dehydrated and way worse off. Now I'm even more unsure about this whole weaning thing.)
However, we still saw lots of characters, ate tons of good food, met Princesses, got all dolled up for formal night, and had fun at the aquarium and at the beach. We even made it to three of the theater shows (Agent A slept through all of them) and by Friday everyone felt well enough to hit the pools and ride AquaDuck. A pretty good week after all.