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Who Knew Paradise Is Just 90 Minutes Away?

I had one of the best weekends of my life this past weekend. The boy and I decided to go away for a couple days to celebrate his birthday. He had heard of Mohonk Mountain House from a number of people — he heard it was really nice and had a great spa. Knowing almost nothing about it, we booked our trip in May for the weekend of June 5 – 7.

Since then, every time I mentioned to anyone — a coworker, a friend, my physical therapist, my aunt — that I was going to Mohonk, their first response was always, without fail,  “I LOVE it there!” It turns out that everyone I knowhas been to Mohonk at some point. And I had never even heard of it! And I expected no one else to have, either.

We drove up to New Paltz in pouring rain and horrible traffic. We had hoped to get an early afternoon start to the the trip, but that didn’t happen. As we drove through the winding roads, we began to really understand just how beautiful this place was — and get a sense of what everyone I know had told us about this place. We passed signs on the trees proclaiming the 140th anniversary of Mohonk Mountain House. Once we saw the house we were  enthralled — it is gorgeous and HUGE. It looks like a giant, old castle! We couldn’t even believe it.

We checked in and got settled into our room, which was old and cozy (no TV!) and had a balcony with rocking chairs. I was impressed — and I soon found out that rocking chairs are a major theme of Mohonk. They are EVERYWHERE! On the patios, in the common rooms, everywhere!

Rocking chairs

As we walked to the dining room for dinner I couldn’t help but feel I was stuck in a game of clue. There was a library, which we stopped in. Connected to the library, no joke, was the study. There was a billiard room.  A lounge? Check. Kitchen and dining room, obviously. I’m not exactly sure what a hall is, but I am sure there was one of them there.  Conservatory — probably.

We arrived in the dining room, which looked like camp lunchroom revamped. It was a very large, wood-paneled room with lots of tables all over. Dinner was a four course meal. We were to choose two appetizers, one entree and one dessert — each.  I was starving by the time we got to dinner so I ate up a delicious roll and decided to get just one appetizer, so as not to overdo it. I got theSeared Sea Scallops with Shiitake Mushroom Compote appetizer which was seriously the most delicious scallops I have ever eaten. I love when they’re cooked so brown on the outside! They melted in my mouth. My entree, Pan-Seared Halibut with Black Rice, Roasted Sun Gold Tomatoes, and Candied Olive wasn’t so great so I didn’t eat most of it, but I thoroughly enjoyed the Mohonk Chocolate Explosion – Chocolate SouffléCake, Chocolate Mousse, Cookie Crunch with a Passion Fruit and Cherry Sauce. Yes, I enjoyed it very much.

The old, creaky bed was surprisingly comfortable — and the pillows were fluffy and perfect! We woke up early to take advantage of the buffet breakfast before our spa appointments. I had a small triangle of french toast which wasn’t anything special and FRUIT LOOPS! I never eat sugar cereals — but it was there and I was on vacation! Delicious.

Fruit Loops

We made our way to the spa which was beautiful and new, unlike the rest of the house which was beautiful and old. The robe (on sale for $120ish) was the fluffiest, most luxurious spa robe I have ever worn. The lockers are fancy — no keys to hold, you type in a pin number instead! My reflexology was okay. Not amazing. I am glad I did it but I won’t be doing it again, at least not in a spa. I’d be willing to try it out in an Asian nail salon. I’d rather get my hot stone massage at the spa! Although the masseuse did tell me I was standing up straighter after!

When it was over I was taken to a special relaxation room with — you guessed it — rocking chairs. And a fireplace! I sat by the fire and drank the cool tea they gave me. They also gave me grapes. The room had tea, water and apples available as well. Outside was a warm mineral pool. It was the perfect place to wait for the boy to be done with his appointment.

When we left the spa we got dressed to go boating! The lake was incredibly beautiful. All the scenery really was! The boy and I got into individual kayaks and went out to sea. Kayaking is HARD. I had to keep resting my arms while the boy paddled along to the end of the river. I used this time to relax on the water. When we got back to the dock we hopped in a canoe together! I sat in the back and assumed the position of the steerer– a role with great responsibility, if you ask me.

The boy should have said in the back because he is a giant and his legs were all squished in front! Oops.

Once we got pretty far out in the water, we took out our books and read. It was the most relaxing read! I took a bunch of pics and just rested and enjoyed my surroundings. Here is the boy enjoying the book I got him for his birthday, Intern: A Doctor’s Initiation.

Boy reading

And the lake:

Lake

After boating, it was time for lunch. Another buffet! I didn’t love any of the options but I did love my dessert of Cinnamon Bread Pudding — dessert french toast! With ice cream, mmmm… I didn’t feel so well after the meal so it became nap time. And what a glorious nap it was! I woke up refreshed and feeling a bit better. We picked up our helmets and went out to go mountain biking! Only we found out they close at 3:30 and it was around 5, so we put our helmets away and went on a hike to Sky Top Tower at the top of Sky Top Path, where you can see 6 states!

Sky Top Path

Mohonk Mountain House:

House from distance    Mohonk Mountain House

A couple sitting at the top and a little gazebo seating area:

Couple at Top   Seating on Lake

Another gorgeous picture of the House, the lake and the path back:

Steps to House   Dori at Mohonk

The Sky Top  Tower. We climbed up to the very top of that tower:

Sky Top 2   Sky Top

The hike was gorgeous, with little old wooden benches at ledges so you can sit and enjoy your views. At the top, we saw mountains and farms  — it was stunning. And I saw a chipmunk. And deer. Naaaature, Goulet!

Deer   Deer Closeup

After the hike we decided to work out. I didn’t feel like being inside on an elliptical while it was such a beautiful day, so I decided to go swimming with the boy. The pool was indoors, but very open so you can see all the trees and sunshine around you. Uhhh. Swimming is HARD. How did I used to do it all the time when I was younger?? I ended up doing a combination of kickboarding (yes) and froggy back stroke (I believe there is a real name for this) and 30 minutes later we were done! I hope that was a good workout — what do you all think?

After showering and getting dressed it was time for dinner! I wore the shoes Missy gave me to dinner both nights. I’m glad I am getting use out of them! Here is a picture of me on our balcony (see the rocking chairs behind me!) posing in the shoes:

Shoes, Balcony, Rocking Chair   Shoes2

I skipped the bread this time and opted for two appetizers.  The Scallop Ceviche with Roasted Red Chilies and Cilantro wasn’t nearly as good as my seared scallops the night before, so I only had one. The Tomato and Crab Bisque with Eggplant Caviar, on the other hand, was likely the best soup I’ve tasted! It was rich and creamy and smooth and delicious. I didn’t even finish it, it was just so rich. Once again I wasn’t super impressed with my entree, Sautéed Snapper Fillet with Mango and Avocado Relish and Coconut Curry Sauce. I ate up the mango and avocado but hardly touched the fish. When dessert came I had a decision to make. I ended up making the wrong one.  I selected the Pecan Chocolate Chip Custard Pie with Dutch Chocolate Cream. I heard the word custard and thought – GOO! My favorite texture for food and dessert is goo, especially dessert. This is why I love tiramisu, mousse, bread pudding, etc. I just love mush. That’s why I love my little brother so much. He is mush.

But I digress. I chose the pecan custard pie because I pictured in my mind pecan flavored goo with pecans. Mmmmm. What arrived was a hard rock filled with chocolate chips. It wasn’t good. I regretted not going with my other option of Triple Chocolate Pyramid – White Chocolate Mousse with Double-Cream Chocolate Center and Milk Chocolate Sauce. Oh, well! That didn’t stop me from eating too much of it. Sigh.

We walked around after the meal and wound up outside on the porch where all the rocking chairs were facing a large movie screen. Ratatoullie was playing and lots of people were watching. There was a popcorn maker and you could go up and get popcorn whenever you wanted. The smell did tempt me, but I wasn’t eating more! We sat and watched the movie a bit, we had never seen it, and then walked around some more. We came upon an adorable bar with bar food on the menu! It looked great. We discovered lots of rooms and nooks and all different options for activities.

When we got back to our room I stepped on the balcony to a nice surprise — our room was directly above Ratatoullie! We could see the movie from our balcony! Somehow there was popcorn on the floor of the balcony, although I am not sure how it got there. But we didn’t stay and watch; I was tired. I needed to sleep!

The next day we skipped out on the breakfast buffet and instead picked up the continental breakfast in the Lounge (yes) and brought our bowls of Fruit Loops to the room next door where the French Open was playing. We sat down in time to watch a crazy man run onto the court with a sign and get tackled by security guards. Good stuff. We headed back up to the room to grab our helmets once again for mountain biking! We finally found the bike rental place and rented some bikes. As soon as I got on mine, I felt wrong. Not comfortable. Not relaxed. We started riding and got to a high uphill when I realized that the gears on this bike are not like the ones I am used to. I had no idea how to use them! After playing around a little I got scared because I felt like I had no control of my bike. I looked terrified and I wasn’t sure if I could handle all these steep hills. We decided to put the bikes away. Mountain biking, it seems, is not for me. Keeping in mind, of course, that I rode a bike for the first time in over 10 years a couple weeks ago on the flat, secure roads of Central Park. I think I need some more practice. 😎

After the bike fail, we went back to the TV room in time to watch Federer WIN! Woo hoo! Then headed to the gym. The boy went swimming again and I did the elliptical. We went back to the room to shower and pack and then headed out to my favorite meal – SUNDAY BRUNCH!

I was in my heaven. No joke. My heaven would be a giant Sunday brunch with pillows and sunshine. There was so much that I didn’t know where to begin! I was overwhelmed with goodness!

I went right to the breakfast foods sectioned and got a small waffle with bananas that were sitting in caramel and pecans that were sitting in a syrup. I got scrambled eggs, lox, peel and eat shrimp, lots of different types of fresh cheese. When I sat down, I tasted the eggs. Blah. Lox. Blah. Shrimp. Blah. I didn’t want any of that stuff. And then I tasted the waffle.

When given the choice, I always select either pancakes or french toast. I can’t even remember the last time I had a waffle. It was most likely in college when the dining halls had waffle makers and batter. And those weren’t very good.

So I took a bite of the waffle and my taste buds went CRAZY. It was sweet and perfect and amazing and delicious and better than any pancakes or french toast. It was small, but bursting with flavor. The caramelized bananas made it that much better. I couldn’t believe the flavor sensations in my mouth.

For the first time at a buffet at Mohonk, I stood up for a second plate. I also only ate one thing from my first plate! I knew I wanted another waffle but I was very curious about the dessert buffet. There was a chocolate fountain where you could make chocolate covered strawberries, apricots, marshmallows and some other things. I made a messy chocolate covered strawberry and took some of the items from the dessert buffet. I also took another WAFFLE — how could I not?

I didn’t like any of the desserts. They just weren’t that good. I took a tiny taste and discarded them. The only one that was good was the cheesecake but I could have that any time, so I didn’t eat it. The waffle was my dessert to my waffle meal! My second waffle was just as mouth-watering and incredible as my first one. I devoured it, thinking that it was better than any dessert could ever be. I was tempted to go for a third but I stopped myself.

And it was time to leave. Time to leave the other world that is just 90 minutes away from Manhattan. It’s actually a good thing we didn’t go mountain biking because we wouldn’t have had time for everything else anyway! Getting our car was a stresser. They told us it would be a 20 minute wait, so we went out back to the patio to sit on the rocking chairs. A squirrel was so close and jumping all over the chairs. We saw that squirrel the day before too — he has NO fear of humans! That scares me. We went back to the front to see if our car was ready but it wasn’t. There was a LONG line of cars and lots and lots of people waiting and people arriving and people leaving and it was overwhelming. Finally we got the car (about 35 minutes after we requested it) and were on the beautiful, winding road again.

The entire ride back we were on the lookout for the Modells and Sports Authority we passed on the way there. The boy needed to pick up some gym clothes. We got off the highway when we spotted them — in the Palisades Mall. I have been to many a mall in my day, but I have never seen anything like this one. They had every major store you can imagine — including Target, BJs, Home Depot, IMAX movie theater, regular movie theater, Dave & Busters, Bowling Alley, restaurants like Chevy’s, Chili’s, Friday’s, etc in addition to all the regular mall stores. I’ve never seen one location with so much STUFF in it.

We walked around and did some shopping and checked out the IMAX movies, but there was nothing we wanted to see. And then it was dinner time…. and I knew what I wanted. Since almost the day I met the boy, I have gone on and on about my love of the Cheesecake Factory. I just love it! And we walked past it as soon as we entered the mall and I knew I needed to go there — in spite of the $50 gift card I had withme for Chevy’s! There was no wait at all, which I’ve never seen at this establishment before, and before I knew it we were seated with the wonderful brown bread! I ordered my favorite item on the menu — it is what I used to ALWAYS get there pre-GI problems — the Cobb Salad. I decided that I would just not eat the lettuce. I missed everything about this salad, especially the dressing. It was so. worth. it. Wow. I missed this baby. We had started with the Lettuce Wraps which were great (sans lettuce for me, which really just made it chicken). But my salad… sigh. I missed it. It was hard not to eat the lettuce but I did it.

And then we were on the road back home — back to reality — and the incredible birthday weekend had come to an end.

I really want to go back there! I can’t believe somewhere so wonderful is so close to New York City. It really is crazy. They have a special this summer — if you stay overnight during the week (Sun – Thurs) you get a $120 spa credit for each night of your stay! I’d like to go early on a Sunday, have the whole day there, stay over to Monday and leave Monday evening. That way I’d get two full days and only have to pay for one night, only miss one day of work AND get a free massage!

The boy’s birthday was on Monday, June 8 — Happy Birthday!!!!

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I finished Revolutionary Road. It started slow but got much better! Now I really want to see the movie.
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Who cares?

I had an AMAZING weekend at Mohonk Mountain House for the boy’s birthday! I will do a full recap later this week — with beautiful pictures. But I am not feeling very well and I’m not up to uploading all the pictures and sorting them out.  Which brings me to something I just need to vent about. . .

Is it possible to find a doctor who both understands your problems and actually cares?

Doctor cartoon

If you’ve been reading this blog, you have some background information that might be confusing for those who haven’t. If you are completely lost, you can read through any stomach related posts I’ve written here.

Let me give you a little history of the gastroenterologists (GIs) I have been to since I started going for my current problems.

GI #1 – I selected this woman because she was located near my work (I was new to my job and didn’t want to take a big chunk of time off) and because she was a woman. I figured I’d be more comfortable talking to her. Her credentials seemed impressive online as well.

What happened?

She didn’t believe me. She told me she didn’t believe me. She told my mom she didn’t believe me. On the report of a procedure she did that asked the reason for the procedure, she wrote the symptoms she thought I had — not the symptoms I complained about.  Her inability to believe me also caused that procedure to be pointless, as there was no conclusive data from it as a result of her not believing me. She told my mom she was reluctant to give me a medication that helps many people with my problems. In other words, she wouldn’t treat me for what I had.

I don’t understand why exactly she would think I would make up an embarrassing illness and continue to go to her office about it a made up symptom. But she did. And I switched doctors.

GI #2– A doctor who believed me! Yay! That was such a big relief. And he cared. If I called from work screaming in pain, he would have my leave and immediately go there. He brought me back for bi-monthly and monthly appointments whether or not I had a current complaint. He always followed up with phone calls and sent me for many tests.

The problem?

He decided that his idea of what might be wrong is more accurate than the tests  to prove it. So instead of sending me for specific tests, he sent me instead for the invasive, expensive, humiliating treatments  for the problems he thought I had. He never told me that there are tests that would determine if I even needed this treatment.

And he was wrong on his diagnosis. All three GIs I have seen after have shaken their heads and said “You definitely DON’T have IBS.” Within minutes of hearing my situation.

GI # 3 – My current doctor.  He got the diagnosis right. He sent me for the correct tests. He referred me to a doctor who is more familiar with my type of problems for a consultation.

He also doesn’t care if I suffer.

If I call him in pain, he makes it clear he couldn’t care less. Coming in immediately and getting injected with pain-killing drugs and sent for immediate testing? Won’t happen. Telling me what medicine to take to alleviate the pain? Still waiting to hear that one. If I ask him a question and he doesn’t know the answer, he will make one up and tell it to me. This always results in me believing his answer, getting completely screwed over and suffering. When I tell him about this, he doesn’t care. Another example? I had a test over a week ago and was expecting the results early last week. After days of me asking for them, he told me his office never received them. I called the testing place and they had a fax confirmation of sending the report, but they sent again. His office still claimed they didn’t receive them.

I emailed the doctor and told him this. He told me to look up the testing place’s phone number — the same place he SENT me to and gave ME their phone number — and send it to him. Fine. I did this. I still didn’t hear back.

At this point, his office should be doing what they need to to get the results to me. Instead, they did nothing. I had to call the testing place again myself and ask them to re-send. And when his office still “didn’t receive” them? I had to call his office again, the testing place again, his office again. I had to track down my own test report on a test HE ordered.

Because he certainly didn’t care about tracking it down.

A week and a half later and still no results. I called his office and was told to “go to the testing place and pick up my report and bring it to them.” Since when is it MY responsibility to retrieve my test report and deliver it to the DOCTOR WHO ORDERED THE TEST? In addition to the fact that I had already tried that on my own (I was desperate!) and the testing place refused to give me my report until my doctor reviewed it.

I called his office again. And again. Finally I got the result (it was normal). But it was quite a major journey to get there.

What happened yesterday was the final straw. This week, I have my final test of the tests that we basically know will be normal but need to do them to officially rule everything else out before surgery. A few weeks ago, I had asked my doctor a question related to this test. His response was “yes” — I have it in writing. Based on his response, I took my next actions. Then I went to this week long medical test and was told that the actions I had taken will NOT work with this test. His “yes” response should have been a “no,” or at the very least an “I don’t know” — in which case I would have taken it upon myself to find out the right answer from SOMEONE WHO KNOWS prior to yesterday. And this was NOT the first time he gave me the wrong information without bothering to find out the right info or at least admit he didn’t know the right info.

So basically I took off an entire day of work to spend in the hospital and will spend every morning this week in the hospital for nothing. The test will not be correct. Because he gave me the wrong information.

I called my doctor and told him this. His response? Okay, just do your best. “But they said my results will be skewed,” I told him. He didn’t care. I told him that if this test becomes flawed than I would have to do it again. And did I mention that this test exposes me to radiation? I don’t exactly want MORE of that because of HIS carelessness. But when I mentioned that, again, he did not care. Also, the rest of this week is now pointless — yet I still have to get up early and pay for a cab to get to the hospital at 7:30 AM every day because the doctors doing the test said I need to complete it regardless. What is the point though, if I have to have the entire thing redone another time? An inconclusive test won’t rule out the final option needed to rule out before surgery. I’d still need this one last thing officially ruled out with a correct test. So why bother finishing this one? I could have avoided ALL of this. And my doctor does not care.

At first, I couldn’t understand why he didn’t care. The more I thought about it, the more I began to realize — why should he? He isn’t suffering. He won’t be experiencing extreme amounts of pain and discomfort this week (which started on Sunday evening for me and is getting worse). He doesn’t need this test to rule out everything else before surgery. And he isn’t considering major surgery in hopes to feel better. It is not his problem. And he knows that.

I am ready to switch doctors.

Doctor cartoon

GI # 4 was the one who performed some of my tests. Also got my diagnosis correct. GI # 5 was the specialist my current doctor referred me to recently who is more familiar with my type of situation. I also have an appointment with GI #6 in July, but I think that for now GI # 5 will be my doctor. He had much more understanding and insight into my condition than my current one — the reason I even HAD these last 2 tests is because of his recommendation! And while GI #2 certainly did care, he did not have a thorough understanding of my problem and neglected to tell me about crucial tests before sending me for treatment.

As for the current test, I wasted my time. I will have to redo it at some point in the future — but I don’t plan to for awhile. It takes too much time and effort and getting to where I need to be for it costs money. And for now, I am still looking for the right balance — a doctor who both has a thorough understanding of my condition AND cares about me.

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Food news: Popchips now makes Sour Cream & Onion and Cheddar flavored chips! I am DYING to try some!

How fun is this:

Cheddar popchipsSour cream & onion popchips

Have any of you tried the new flavors yet?

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