How am I supposed to do this?

My parents for Christmas "gave" all of us kids a trip to Mexico. We're all going, me, garry, my sister, her husband, my other sister, my step-sister and her husband and my step-brother. Oh, and my parents too.

I asked a good friend of mine if she'd watch my kids for me while we're gone. She homeschools her 10 and 14 year old daughters and they're great kids. I'm not worried about them. I'm worried about Nathan. He is supposed to take his afternoon dose of meds at 130pm during school. He has yet to take them from the nurse. Every day he flat out refuses so every day Garry has to give him that dose at 3pm when he picks him up.

Nathan takes 2 meds in the morning plus 3 supplements that get mixed into his drink, a multi-vitamin, b-12, and 3 homeopathic supplements. The afternoon, he just gets 1 med, 1 supplement. In the evening, he gets the same as the morning, plus omega-3 as well. It's quite a routine we've developed. I'm not worried about MK figuring it out. I'm just worried about him fighting her on it. Hell, he fights US on it half the time.

He's got to eat first thing in the morning or all hell breaks loose. Then you can't get him to do anything.

Perhaps I'm projecting. I can't get this panic feeling out of my gut. I am imagining him completely melting down while I'm out of the country. And for a week. It would be one thing if it were for a day or even a weekend. But a full 7 days.

I can't relax about it now. How can I relax while I'm there? Nathan is on my mind all the time. Yes, I worry about the others, but not in the way I worry about him. Doesn't mean I love him more or less than the others. My sister got on me one night about how I treat him differently than Emily. I discipline him differently. She said, "you treat him like he's a cracked egg". Well, hell yes I do. His IS a cracked egg. Maybe not forever, God I hope not forever. But, for today, yes he is very fragile. I can't treat him the same way, he doesn't function cognitively the same way as Emily.

I just don't know what to do. Honestly, I wish I wasn't going. Or at least not right now. Or, not with the entire family. I feel awful leaving him. And I can't get this worried feeling to go away.

I'm sure it'll all be fine. Now if I can just convince myself maybe I'll be able to sleep tonight.