Finding my name on the Oceanside Pier was not the only sign I had during my short visit to Cali. As I was driving around I saw a vanity plate that said, “Go Liz” and also another plate frame said, “Moore” which is my Grandmother’s last name. It just felt right.
Brian stayed in CA to work while I went home to pack my apartment I had lived in for nine years. I had met with a couple of moving companies to get quotes for my personal stuff and to ship my car. Things were really lining up pretty easily. I enjoy organizing and packing so packing up my place was fun for me.
The only worry I had was my dog and how he would be during our flight. He’s very well mannered but he’s a momma’s boy and requires to be on my lap! Per airline guidelines, they requires a health certificate showing the dog is healthy enough to fly so I took him to the vet and they also gave me a prescription for anxiety meds – for HIM not me. 😉
After my belongings and car were picked up and on their way to CA, I stayed with my parents for two nights. It’s really strange staying in your childhood home before you’re off to another coast far away from what you’re familiar with. But, I was feeling good and excited. No worries at all.
The morning of my flight, I woke up and walked right into a wall. I didn’t know what was going on but I just didn’t feel well and felt very dizzy. I went downstairs to take the dog out and get the day started and I walked into another wall.
I was suddenly out of control dizzy and felt extremely nauseous. I got down on the floor and grabbed onto the carpet as if the entire world was spinning. I was in tears because any move I made and I thought I would be sick. And for the first time in my life, I asked my parents to get me an ambulance.
After about 20 minutes of staying on the floor and trying to focus, I was able to get up. Still in my PJ’s and glasses, I was walked out to the car and taken to urgent care. Imagine this: a 39 year old woman getting walked into an urgent care by her parents in the K-Mart Shopping Center in her PJ’s, sans bra, messy hair and glasses. Honestly, I was so sick I didn’t care one second.
I got in pretty quickly and I explained to him what was going on while he put the table down so I would lie flat. If laying on the floor of my parents house crying my eyes out wasn’t bad enough, being laid out like that was pure torture. Everything was spinning and I felt like I was just going to slide off the back head first.
Despite all my excitement and confidence that this move was going to be amazing, the stress that I never noticed caught up with me and triggered my vertigo. The worst case of vertigo I have ever had. The doctor wrote me a note for the airlines not allowing me to fly and prescribed some pain killer. I went home, took the meds and passed out.
A few hours later I woke up and felt like nothing had happened. I no longer felt dizzy or nauseous. Kind of a miracle! I tried to convince my parents I was ok and could fly and they were dead set against me flying and I don’t blame them. What if I got dizzy again on the airplane? But after begging them to let me go, they caved. I know I know, I’m a grown woman but they were my ride to the airport!
I’ve always been very stubborn. And maybe I needed my parents to take care of me one last time before I left the nest for my 2,000 mile journey to a new chapter.
Reilly and I made it with plenty of time at the airport. We were escorted through security because he was with me and they couldn’t have been nicer or more accommodating. Reilly and I slipped into our first class seats and off we were to the West Coast. Reilly was an angel the whole way. He just slept in his carrier under the seat in front of me and luckily the man next to me was a dog lover and took pics of Reilly to show his wife.
We landed a bit early and I ran through the airport to meet Brian. I was so relieved to have finally arrived after that stressful day. In fact, this pic of us at the airport shows how pale I was.
I write this on the eve of what would have been my Grandma Anne’s 98th birthday. It’s always been a special day because it was hers. So, I end this story of my re-birth of new adventures and a new chapter. I am sure there will more to come as I share our adventures with you.