Continuing Our Camping Trip

The Grace Getaway ended Sunday afternoon, so from there we headed to Tularosa to see my cousin John and his kids. The plans were to go to Tulie, spend the night at my cousins house, then head to Cloudcroft to camp for the night. However, as we were leaving Ruidoso, Ryan started running a fever. By 5 in the evening he was burning up. There were no urgent cares open, and Henry and I were worried about staying the night in Tulie in case Ryan had to go to the Emergency Room. So, we went and got a hotel room in Alamogordo (13 miles away).

Here is a picture of Ryan feeling yucky in the hotel room.

I had my cousin bring over his youngest daughter so Ally could have someone to go swimming with at the hotel.

Here is Ally and Cameron after getting out of the pool.

In the morning we decided to go find a doctor for Ryan. As Henry was hooking up the pop-up, in the hotel parking lot, he discovered someone had stolen the propane tank from it. Grrrrrr. It was even bolted down. They left the two coolers that were in the back of the truck. I guess they needed it more than we did.

Where is the propane tank?

After we loaded up we went to the only urgent care in Alamogordo and they were closed (Memorial Day) I then went to a cousins house and called every doctor in the phone book. Everyone was closed. So, since Ryan was feeling better, we decided to spend the day at Putt-Putt. Candace (whom we picked up from her mom) claimed she had never been putt-putting.

Here is everyone (but Henry, who is taking the pic) watching my skills at putt-putt.

At Putt-Putt we also rode the Go Karts. Ryan was able to drive his own car! It was pretty neat seeing him driving. Ally preferred to ride with her dad.

In the evening we decided to stick around Tulie so we could head to Alamo in the morning to take Ryan to urgent care. We set up the pop-up in front of my cousins house and my family and 3 of Johns 4 kids slept in it that night. It was fun except for the darn rooster in the neighbors yard crowing all night. My dad believes that the rooster is blind and that is why he crows all night (he doesn't know that the sun is not up).

In the morning we packed everything up, said our good bye's and headed back into Alamo to take Ryan to urgent care. When the doctor looked at his tonsils he said "yup, that's Strep throat". He had me take a look and his tonsils and the back of his mouth were splattered with blood. Gross-o-rama. Ryan is such a tough kid. He never let on that his throat hurt. I told the doc that my throat was starting to hurt also. He took a quick look at my tonsils and said "you look good". So off we went to fill Ryan's prescription and get that kiddo feeling better.