I've had a sore throat since Tuesday, and yesterday morning I woke up with palms that were funkifying and ready to peel. In my family, this is a sure sign of strep, so I went to the doctor. The rapid strep test was negative, but she was confident that I have it or at least something communicable, so I was ordered not to be in close contact with people for 24 or preferably 48 hours after starting antibiotics. At first I was upset, knowing that I would miss a Thursday, which is my insanely busy day, and that particular day happened to include a planned observation by the head of sped and an IEP meeting. Then I realized... I have to take a sick day, but (aside from a sore throat) I feel fine. Score!
So I went skiing. Wouldn't you?
It was a beautiful opening day at Whitetail Resort, in PA.
Not all the runs were open yet. Fake snow, natch.
So ready to ski!
Of course I dragged my bug with me.
It started snowing... from the ground up?
Yeah, it was just the cannons.
The place was dead. It was so nice having the mountain pretty much to yourself!
Laynie got a helmet this year. The chances of getting hit on an implant site is low, but it's not worth the risk. the helmet fits with her processors on (hooray for small Med-El processors), which is nice. She doesn't have to worry about them falling off and getting skied on. The goggles are also new. They are meant to fit over glasses, which means she can see where she is going. Bonus.
After two runs down the hill, Laynie was dead.
Hehe, she can't smile with her goggles on.
Better!
More ski! More ski!
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