So I don't know that I've ever discussed it here, but my younger (and only) sister has a chronic illness. It's a very rare genetic disease that mostly affects her nervous system. When she was first diagnosed as a toddler, my parents were told she probably wouldn't make it to 10. She's 22 now, and is doing incredibly well thanks to amazing breakthroughs in research, good habits, and some mystery factors doctors are actually trying to study to see if they can help other people affected by her illness. We don't always see eye-to-eye emotionally, but she's basically my hero.
Earlier this year, she graduated from "college." I put it in quotes because it's not a true college degree, but it's still a big freaking deal. She's always struggled in school and a traditional college path was never going to be a reality for her. After high school she got to attend this program, which is basically designed for students with physical and learning disabilities. They take both basic college courses and some "life skills" courses to help get them ready for independent living, even if many of them will never be able to live completely alone. It was a big freaking deal, and we're all super proud of her. For her graduation gift, she asked our dad if she could go to Disney World, and since I live near that area (and go a lot), he asked me if I would take her, and he'd pay for her flight, food, etc. I said of course. We went together three years ago and had a blast. It was her first time on an airplane by herself and she did great.
Our trip starts this Saturday. I'll pick her up from the airport, and from there it's four days of basically whatever the hell she wants and can handle. I'm really, really looking forward to this trip. I don't get a lot of alone time just me and her, especially since I moved across the country.
I just got a call from my mom that sis is sick and they're not sure what it is. She assures me that so far, it's looking like she'll still be able to go. Dad's taking her to the Dr today and they'll run some tests and treat whatever it is, and likely based on past experience she'll respond to the treatment and be fine to travel by Saturday. She said she wouldn't have called me at all to avoid worrying me, but she needed to know what was refundable and what wasn't.
I admit, I'm freaking out a little. I'm not worried about missing Disney (I might end up going anyway, since we can't change or get a refund for the hotel). I'm more worried about her and just in general not getting to see her. And I'm also worried about her coming, having some kind of crisis, and me not being able to handle it right. And I'm worried, even though it sounds like things are under control, about her health. But I'm always worried about her health, to the point that I should probably see a therapist about it. I mean, I have dreams about her dying on a regular basis, for pete's sake.
So, any good vibes or thoughts you can send to us this week would be really appreciated. I know I'll pretty much be in knots (ha, ha) until Saturday.