My grandparents own a very small island in McGregor Bay in Lake Huron, Ontario. There are blueberry bushes, a lot of rocks, and very cold water. And, like I said, no electricity, no phone, etc. I'm not sure exactly where it is but I think I Googled the general vicinity
here. I fished there when I was a kid, but the fishing isn't so good any more. No hunting, because it's an island and if anything can get on it, it had to swim. Dh and I might be able to leave the babies with the rest of the family and take a canoe trip for an hour or two just to relax. It's basically an opportunity to let my grandparents spend time with their great-grandchildren, and we're going to experience childcare in the rough which might be challenging. I have volunteered to make several dinners for 8 people while there, working on a primitive stove in an unfamiliar kitchen. I think it will not be relaxing, and I'm kind of dreading it.
The traveling is going to take 11 hours of airport + flying, then an overnight stay in a hotel, then buying supplies, then driving for several hours, then an hour boat ride just to get there. We'll have 5 1/2 days of island time, and then we'll turn around and repeat the trip.
I'm still getting really dizzy. Yesterday I had to sit down in the middle of the store while out running errands, but luckily with babies it looks like I'm just being a really devoted mom. I finally got through to the doctor's office--it turns out they were ignoring my calls and requests for appointments because they had decided they couldn't help me. Anyway, they told me they couldn't fit me in until July 21, and if I felt like I was having a medical emergency I could go in to the ER.
It seems like every spare moment I have is spent fielding calls to the disability company or to my HR department or to one supervisor or another as I work my way up the chain of command at the medical center. Every post I make on APA is done while I'm on hold with someone.
I feel badly about not responding to others' posts because I've been so caught up in my own little world of messes.
Though he did order it, and I call tomorrow to schedule!
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Originally Posted by willOwispy
I could say pretty much the same thing about myself. 
to all the disability/HR people. The ridiculous inefficiency of bureaucracy is staggering at moments like this. I had a friend who's little brother needed surgery on his rib cage (his ribs were growing crooked and compressing on his heart and lungs.) I believe it took half a year to get the insurance to approve the procedure - it was rejected multiple times, sat collecting dust on desks for weeks on end... and to add insult to injury, one of the reasons for rejection was that the insurance claim person thought it sounded like a cosmetic procedure... Sorry lady, I don't think he cared about looking like a freak, as he was busy worrying about his breathing! 
