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On my daughter's actual birthday, I booked her a reservation at Bibbidi Bobbidi Boutique. I had been so sure she was going to enjoy it, but then the excitement, and the noise, and smells in the boutique overwhelmed her. She ended up in full meltdown mode, to the point of vomiting and wetting herself just outside the boutique.
I was honestly a little panicked. By that point, my daughter had been potty trained for three years — her having an accident like that was unheard of. She'd also just recently started on a chemo drug to treat her autoimmune condition, so I was concerned something might be truly wrong.
The fairy godmothers were amazing, calling the park paramedics within minutes. I was, of course, embarrassed, anxious, and feeling like we were making a spectacle at the happiest place on earth. But the paramedics were wonderful. They got my girl hydrated, calmed her down, checked her vitals, and just as I was saying we were going to head back to the hotel and give up on the day, they convinced me to instead let her relax for 15 minutes more and then give the park another try.
"There's no reason to ruin her birthday," they said.
In the end, we wound up having one of our best days at Disney — all because they'd taken care of my girl, and then convinced me we were fine to stay.
Point being: if something does go wrong, even Disney's medical team is magical.