Today B and I went up to Mt. Lemmon. We knew it would just be a quick trip since I’ve been feeling so awful but man I would have liked to have stayed all day. There is something about higher elevation and cold that makes me feel so much better. I took a Dramamine before hitting the road at about 1pm. Going up wasn’t so bad but coming down? Nausea anyone?
When we got out of the car in Summer Haven it was cold! We had slipped on a small patch of ice as we neared the summit. As soon as I stepped out of the car I heard water running as snow melted. B kept exclaiming at all the snow. I wanted to make it there today knowing there’d be snow after all the rain we had down here. I almost chickened out this morning. I just don’t feel well. I’m glad we went.
I’m probably all over the place in this post. I’m tired. I hadn’t been to the mountain since it burned in 2003 and it seemed like most of what I remembered was different. We found a visitor center thing with a restroom and I swear this ladies room had a maze of swinging doors inside.
We took Jayden to the snow and he marked it (don’t eat yellow snow) and then sniffed and sniffed and sniffed. Here’s a Twitpic of Jayden in the snow.
I practically had to drag him out of the white stuff so we could get back in the car. The humans were cold, especially B.
On the way up I broke the guide dog in a car rule and let Jayden rest his upper body on my legs so he could look out. On the way down he curled up and passed out. When we got home I stretched out on the bed. Night and day how I felt up there and down here. Shuffling around taking Jayden out, I told B about how when I was first diagnosed with MS, Gamma walked faster than I did at the mall. It passed back then so hopefully it passes this time. But I can’t get over how much more graceful I moved up on the mountain.
Oh yeah, and the snow in that picture? That’s only an hour from where I live.