We made it to Montreal and we start ABR training tomorrow.  I wish we could say we made it without a hitch because we are so fabulously organized and together, but we all know that's just not so.  Soooooo.  Here's the hitch.  We did a good job of getting direct flights, but our flight TO Canada left from Orlando, which is two hours from home.  Mom and  Dad drove us, and it turned out to be a rotten rainy day.  No big deal, except that we had to bring the wheelchair (boo - hiss) which takes up the entire back of the van, so the luggage had to go on the roof.  While Tim was getting that straight, we were rushing to get out.  Had to get some odds and ends done I won't bore you with, and we got to the airport, at exactly the time we wanted (two hours early, to be sure we wouldn't have a problem because of the extra medical stuff we have to deal with going through security) and we realize we have left the carry-on bag at home.  THE CARRY ON BAG.  The bag you carry on because you don't trust the airline not to lose it!!!  This bag had in it the charger to the suction machine, which I use to clear Sam's airway.  And Sam's food.  And medical supplies.  And diapers!  Are you with me now in my mini-meltdown?!?!  We had a plane to catch, so we just had to go. 

 

Now, how do we, of all people, walk out of the door without that stuff?  I can't imagine.  I dub us:  the stupidest people alive. 

 

But anyway.  Mom and dad overnighted the bag to us (Thank God for them and Fed-Ex) and it got here today.  I don't want to think about what it cost.  Sam was pretty good on the plane - he'd just as soon not eat, anyway.  He was complaining, which leads to suctioning, which leads to a dead battery (which leads to me freaking out with no way to charge it) but once I sat him on my lap he was fine.  You can't tell me he's not a typical 3 year old trying to get out of that broken body. 

 

We got here just fine; made it to our hotel by about 6 pm.  Montreal is gorgeous, and they're still having fall! 

 

We went to an ABR presentation today, but we were VERY late.  We left the hotel this morning with plenty of time, but followed some wrong directions.  Traffic was bad, but driving 40 minutes the wrong way probably was the bigger problem, I'm thinking.  The people there were wonderful, and are very positive.  Tomorrow we meet the trainers and start learning what we need to do to help him. 

 

It feels good.