Candi - oooh, yeah, one of the guys I climbed Whitney with got a bad case of Acute Mountain Sickness (AMS) so yeah, not everyone can climb. He summited, but we were stupid in pushing him because on the way back, around 13,000 feet he literally could not figure out how to tie his shoes. The entire way down took us a lot longer because we had to keep an eye on him the whole way. He almost went off the trail several times. He wasn't fully okay until we got him down to about 2000 feet. That scared me and I now have an advanced First Aid certificate geared towards wilderness survival. But, I'm curious, have you ever climbed to 9,000 as opposed to driven to that height? Sometimes with the ability to adjust more slowly - hanging out at 5000 feet for a while, then going to 8000 feet, and getting adjusted that way, really helps. For me - I get really whiney and discouraged around 12,000 feet. My heart races, and I just want to sit down and cry. By the time I get the 12,500 I'm fine, and although I go slower, I actually do better at 13,000 and 14,000 than I do at 12,000 - go figure.
I appreciate your support, Candi. And everyone else. I like to do. I have a tough time sitting back and watching. This is something concrete for me to do to help my mom and others like her. I'll let everyone know when I have the website set up.