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Apr. 26th, 2016
Just before Easter the kids entered a treasure hunt competition in Waitrose.
We went to Sweden over half term and it was great. Heathrow's wheelchairs are unstealably grim but Arlanda and Visby both have normal ones. It was nice to meet Rob's aunts and uncles, though most people were at work because it was after the Easter weekend rather than during it. While we were there we got a phonecall to say the kids had WON the Easter competition.
The flights were ok. E and A found the pressure changes hard - E found them excruciating, actually - but after the first flight we managed the chewing and swallowing regime better and it was better. We paid extra for seats with meals, and the lactose-free meals were poor and the gluten-free one was vegan, for some reason, but not gluten-free. For example, the lactose-free meals had non-dairy spread but no bread. The regular meal had lactose-free chocolate and bread rolls, but the lactose-free meal had neither. On the return flights I brought my own frozen egg sandwiches and skipped the plane food.
There was a week of school for L after we got back and then Rob went to America for a week, which was exhausting. That week included Drama, Swimming, Guides, Rainbows, and a party on the other side of town. But I managed it all and hardly had any tantrums or weeping fits. It did not include collecting the damn prize.
I also arranged L's birthday celebrations - pottery painting, food, dinner out. No guests, no visitors, just us.
Rob's been back almost three days and I'm beginning to recover. On one day I had to walk 9,200 steps, which is more than twice my usual maximum without a day in bed afterwards. But then I also managed to cycle, and yesterday I SWAM at the pool instead of collapsing in a heap while the kids had their lessons. So I'm making some progress as long as I don't give myself a relapse.
We went to Sweden over half term and it was great. Heathrow's wheelchairs are unstealably grim but Arlanda and Visby both have normal ones. It was nice to meet Rob's aunts and uncles, though most people were at work because it was after the Easter weekend rather than during it. While we were there we got a phonecall to say the kids had WON the Easter competition.
The flights were ok. E and A found the pressure changes hard - E found them excruciating, actually - but after the first flight we managed the chewing and swallowing regime better and it was better. We paid extra for seats with meals, and the lactose-free meals were poor and the gluten-free one was vegan, for some reason, but not gluten-free. For example, the lactose-free meals had non-dairy spread but no bread. The regular meal had lactose-free chocolate and bread rolls, but the lactose-free meal had neither. On the return flights I brought my own frozen egg sandwiches and skipped the plane food.
There was a week of school for L after we got back and then Rob went to America for a week, which was exhausting. That week included Drama, Swimming, Guides, Rainbows, and a party on the other side of town. But I managed it all and hardly had any tantrums or weeping fits. It did not include collecting the damn prize.
I also arranged L's birthday celebrations - pottery painting, food, dinner out. No guests, no visitors, just us.
Rob's been back almost three days and I'm beginning to recover. On one day I had to walk 9,200 steps, which is more than twice my usual maximum without a day in bed afterwards. But then I also managed to cycle, and yesterday I SWAM at the pool instead of collapsing in a heap while the kids had their lessons. So I'm making some progress as long as I don't give myself a relapse.