On Saturday the parents were getting pretty sick so Michael decided to get up and get them heading home where they could be sick in the comfort of their own home and in CA. They got up and got on the road that morning.

Ben went to a funeral that morning for Brother Dick Cardon and I took Cali to her soccer game. When I got back I got a text from Ryan in the basement saying that he was really miserable and needed help. Kelsey and I went down and talked to Ryan and decided that he needed to get home so that he could get help and be in his own home… we talked about options and decided that I was the best bet for getting him home! I had already had Covid. So around Noon we jumped in the truck and Mar, Brin and I sat in front and Ryan crashed in the back. The rest of the family stayed the last day of their vacation and tried not to get sick!

We had a good uneventful trip. Ryan just laid in the back the whole time. Didn’t eat, didn’t get out at gas stations. He really was in bad shape. When we got to Sacramento that night we took him straight to the hospital to get checked out. Then the girls and I got some food and headed home. We cleaned up a little and then I went back to get Ryan. They said he had Covid pneumonia and gave a prescription for an inhaler. They also gave some anti-nausea medicine which was good cause it made it so he could finally eat something. Ryan got settled in for the night. He was still lethargic and kind of slow in his talking and decision making. I slept out on the couch.

Michael and the parents made it home safely. They all three were showing Covid symptoms so Michael tested at work and was positive so he stayed home that night and helped mom and dad. Dad had passed out on the drive home – – he was feeling nauseas so Michael stopped and dad opened the car door but before he got out he slumped down and fell out. Michael quickly helped him and got him on his back and when he came to they got him back in the car. The car seemed to make him nauseas and his oxygen levels were low.

On Sunday I went and got Ryan’s prescription filled and got food for the girls. We cleaned up Christmas a bit and got the girls situated. Ryan was in bed and trying to monitor his oxygen. He was still in pretty rough shape. Mom and Dad were sick. Michael was too but he came and drove me to the airport for my flight home that afternoon.