And that’s it! Our plan was to celebrate David’s birthday in Paris and head over to Amsterdam the following day to celebrate our anniversary at the White Room, but little did we know our plans were about to change.
On Halloween night we took off to London and had a connection to Paris. We were so excited to try out the Virgin Upper Class, have dinner at Le Grand Colbert, have drinks at Hemingway Bar and stroll the Parisian streets back to our Hotel. Everything was going as planned until we returned back to our hotel at 1:30am and received a phone call at 3:15am. As soon as I saw it was my mother-in-law calling me, I KNEW something was wrong. She had a somber calm voice which made my assumption correct, something was definitely wrong. Reagan was at the hospital screaming in pain. We didn’t know if it was appendicitis or something worse. The doctors requested blood tests, urine test, an ultrasound and a CT scan.
By now we are wide awake scheduling our return flight with a major headache. Yes, we drank a whole bottle at dinner and had a few strong drinks at the bar, but given the current situation our stress level was at an all time high and the severe anxiety puts us through the roof.
By 7am we are fully packed, have a 1pm non-stop flight scheduled with AirFrance and praying for the best. Fortunately we were able to upgrade our tickets to Business because at this point we are ready to crash, we know this is going to feel like the longest flight in history and we could use as much comfort as possible.
By the time we landed, the ER doctor was trying to admit her for the night but we called her GI Doctor and he completely disagreed with the suggestion (thankfully). He prescribed her some pain meds for the severe pain on her lower belly and scheduled her for an endoscopy to see what’s going on. While we were mid-flight, the ultrasound had shown signs of appendicitis but the CT scan ruled it out.
We still don’t know what caused her severe pain, but the doctor is thinking she had an acute gastritis and her stomach ulcer must have gotten worse since 2021.
She’s scheduled to have an endoscopy on Wednesday and we’ll know more at that time. Until then, we get to reminisce on the 17 hours we spent in Paris and praying for good health for Reagan.
Today is November 4th and it’s our anniversary. Although we are happy to be home with Reagan and have her in better health, we are daydreaming about a romantic dinner at the White Room. Amsterdam, we will see you next time, when everyone is happy and healthy. Happy Anniversary, my love!