November 5th Part 2

My flight had a layover in Seattle and as I was thinking about that layover today, it took me a little while to even remember getting of the plane and back on the plane to San Diego. I really don't remember either actually. I do remember trying to find a diet dr pepper and I did find a machine with one, but I pushed the wrong button and got something else. I don't remember what it was but I do remember finally getting a diet dr pepper. And I am pretty sure I called Ray to tell him I had landed, but I don't remember doing that either. The next thing I remember is the people I was sitting next to on the plane. They were a couple about my age. I didn't talk to them at all during the flight, but when we started the decent into San Diego I decided to ask them if they were from San Diego. THEY WERE. So I asked about taxis and ubers that were available once we landed and they assured me that I would be able to find one. They actually agreed to walk me out and help me find a car after I told them my circumstances. They were so kind. It was so funny when I told them where I worked they asked if I was a Mormon and I told her I was. She told me that her friend was Mormon and she knows that if I need anything while I was there that "the Mormons would take good care of me, they are amazing people". Which is so true. I knew for a fact if I needed anything I could contact a bishop in the area and they would help us. When we were allowed to take our phones off of airplane mode, I started getting several texts from Ray's cousin, Laina. I've posted about her before and we love her. She lives in Anaheim, but the text told me that she had found my flight and that her son Jonah and girlfriend, who were going to College in San Diego was waiting for me outside the front of the airport to drive me to Chula Vista to the hospital. I am actually in tears right now thinking about how much relief I had when I saw his cute face walking toward me outside of the airport. Another Tender Mercy. Laina made sure when all of our kids were little that they came to visit at least every other year so we know them and love them so much. I landed after 10:00 and the hospital usually makes al visitors leave at 8:00 pm every night (which was excruciating btw) but they had agreed to let Blake, Ray and Blake's mom stay until I got there so I could see Kinlee. Chula Vista is about 20 minutes from San Diego and I can't even put into words how thankful I was for Laina arranging for those cute kids to pick me up. They dropped me off and Ray met me outside and we went to see our girl. Like I said in another post NO MOTHER should have to see any of their kids on a ventilator let alone both of her kids. She was not responsive at all and was hooked up to so many machines it was so hard to see. You could tell Blake was still in shock which really was hard to see. Ray was so good with him the ENTIRE time. As per Blake's mother Ray was such a good example to him and she was so thankful to both of us. After I spent a little time with her we had to leave to go to the hotel. They had found a hotel that was about 10 minutes away from the hospital. The crazy thing is that Brooke rented the car for them, Ray is half blind, Blake's mom was not on the rental agreement and Blake wasn't even 25 so he shouldn't have been driving at all. He did drive us back to the hotel, but we added me to the rental and I was the chauffer the rest of the time we were there. When we got into our room that night, we both BROKE DOWN. WHAT A FREAKING NIGHTMARE.