Home Sweet Home

You didn’t hear from me yesterday.  That’s the first time in nearly four years that I didn’t publish a blog post on Tuesday morning.  Did you miss me?

My family and I were at the mercy of the Winter storm that just swept through Ontario and Quebec, and it took us 40 hours to get from my parent’s home in Sundre, Alberta, to ours here in Burlington.  It’s usually eight hours door to door.

This is what I wrote on my personal Facebook Page yesterday, and my adrenaline is still pumping:

Friends. Thank you for your concern. We are SAFE. I need to tell you about this circus because you will not believe it.

Our trip home began yesterday morning, leaving Sundre at 6:45am. In the last 30 hours we have experienced flight delays, push-backs to the gate, flight cancellations, and several trips through 60-90min baggage and security lineups. The most terrifying experience of my life was trying to land at Pearson last night- we were over the runway, past the tops of buildings when we experienced wind shear and the pilot had to abort the landing- as we rose back out of Toronto we could hear the ice pellets hitting the plane and could not see a thing through the thick cloud. Chris and I were separated, as the plane didn’t have room for us to sit together, and our sleeping children missed their parent’s terror completely.

We arrived at our hotel in Montreal at 3:30am last night and our flight today was again cancelled. There are no rental cars available. We are now at the Via station waiting for our (delayed) train and hope to be home by midnight tonight, as scheduled. We have 100lbs of luggage, two car seats, 4 carry-ons, and we have taken 8 cabs/planes/shuttles/trains. Oh, and Chris lost his wallet to spice things up a bit.

But we are SAFE. What an end to a peaceful 2015!!!

I had a full day of patients booked yesterday, my first day back after five days of Christmas vacation, and our wonderful reception team (yay Morgan, Emilia, and Jen!) stepped up to the plate for me and were busy rescheduling patients, fielding calls, and altering their shifts to accommodate my situation.  They are the backbone of our clinic and I was reminded of that yet again.

You can now find me at Burlington Sports & Spine Clinic:

  • Today, 11:00am-7:30pm
  • Tomorrow (Dec 31st): 8:30am-1:30pm
  • Sat, January 2nd: 9:45am-1:00pm

Regular post-holiday hours resume January 4th.

And yes, I wrote this post late last night.  The euphoria of being home kept me awake.



Have Kids, Will Travel

If you have children, perhaps you can relate. If you have young children, I’m sure you can relate…

We just got back from a sun-filled, fun-filled week in Phoenix, visiting my snowbird parents. Our 8-hour delay at Chicago’s O’Hare airport aside, the trip was hassle-free; my husband and I got to relax, and my children got memory-making grandparent time. But vacationing now is much, much different than my 20-something single self remembers.

I am the person with a bored, tired baby on a delayed flight. Smile at her and be kind to me. I once was you, and one day you may be me.

I am the person who has to haul a stroller, carseats, and a diaper bag through the airport so that my children can be safe and comfortable. Hold the door for me. Let me get off the elevator. If my belongings look cumbersome and awkward to you, imagine how they feel to me.

I am the person who has an inquisitive, energetic four-year-old. Model good manners. Exercise your patience. No one wants him to stop kicking your seat more than me.

I am the person who takes more time to check-in, to get through security, and to board the plane. Realize that I am doing my best to move quickly. We all started out as children, learning the ways of the world. Help me teach them the ways.

I am the person who stops to look at the dinosaur exhibit, the neon lights on the ceiling, and every water fountain in the airport. Go around me. Rush past me. But if you take the time, you may feel some of the joy that my children do in these ‘everyday’ things.

Put yourself in my shoes. Put yourself in their shoes. And enjoy it.

Basking in the Phoenix sun with Uncle Ryan and Auntie Al.

Enjoying the Phoenix sun with Uncle Ry and Auntie Al.