Pictures might be worth a thousand words, but those thousand words don’t tell the whole story.
Alli Crumley, July 2008

If you follow our flickr stream, you will see we didn’t fall off the face of the earth, but continued with our family vacation in a meager fashion.

What the pictures do not tell you is Fuller got worse before he got better. With the threat of severe dehydration on our minds, we called an actual ER doctor (thanks, Uncle John!) and received our medical training advice to keep giving him liquids and popsicles. This saved Fuller from a traumatizing ER trip. (It also meant that the number of family members in the hospital was kept to one- my sister Austina spent three days in the hospital with pneumonia.)

Uncle John also called in a prescription for phenegrin to help calm Fuller’s stomach. Since it was Thursday night and Friday was a holiday, he had to call it into a 24 hour pharmacy in Montgomery. It was pretty much a three hour round trip. The things we do for kids!

I’m happy to say Fuller started to get better that evening (and we never gave him the phenegrine), making the rest of our vacation a bit more pleasant. We are bummed to say my dad caught whatever Fuller had, so we issue our official blog apology here: Sorry Grandpa Fred!

The actual July 4th celebration was the usual: lots of family, lots of food, and playing in the water. Fuller didn’t partake in much of it, since his diet was restricted to liquids, popsicles, and simple starches (crackers). Damon showed Fuller how to take a long nap, which really rejuvenated Fuller and made us think he would make it to the fireworks later that evening.

Mother Nature however decided to throw up a storm of her own, making our side the lake a little tumultuous. We decided to skip the fireworks in favor of keeping our son on the path to healthiness.

Getting Fuller healthy was important so he could travel to Americus, Georgia for my cousin’s wedding. While he wasn’t as into the actual wedding part, the reception was a big hit for Fuller. First we all rode the trolley from the church to the reception. Fuller and Damon even rode it back to the church for another round trip. Then there was dancing with all kinds of little girls (the one above is my cousin). We also allowed him a few bites of cake before going on another trolley ride just for the heck of it. Fuller wasn’t into the sparklers used to wave goodbye to the happy couple, but over all he was thrilled with the fun of the day.

The rest of the weekend was going to church, playing with cousins, and then hours in the car getting home again by way of Lake Martin (to pick up the dogs). Our vacation may be over, but the laundry still reminds us of the fun we had and fill us with hopes of a healthy trip next year.

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