Calamity!!!

Saturday afternoon I got a cryptic text from my son in Arkansas.

“Just got hurt.

Went mountain biking and crashed.”

“Hurt my ribs…

and can’t move my arm.”

By the time this tough guy drove himself home–yeah, I knowww– he was dizzy and starting to feel everything that had actually happened to him. Kortney took him to the hospital.

Long story short…

He broke his elbow. Bruised his kidney and ribs and has three compression fractures in his back.

This poor guy has an incredibly high pain tollerance. The doctor said he was amazed that he didn’t have a compound fracture of his arm and two broken collarbones.

He will need to see a specialist about his elbow and back on Monday.

Don’t get hurt on a Saturday…sheesh.

My poor boy.

I wish I could be there to hug him and make him soup. That always helps everything.

In the meantime, we’re all praying for a good outcome and swift healing.

We love you my boy.

A Very Different Thanksgiving

A lot went on “business as usual” this Thanksgiving…

except for me.  I was over on the couch in my nightgown…asleep.

In the dark, early morning hours of the day, I passed out and fell on the tile floor. I believe I chipped the bone in my elbow and broke a few ribs in the fall. I’ll never know for sure because….well…

hospitals and I…not so much.

Angels woke Rhen up to come find and get me up and into a chair. That was incredibly painful. Then–somehow, I don’t remember, they took me to April’s for the feast. I think Lyndi fed me some mashed potatoes and gravy. It’s kinda fuzzy. 

Rhen went out of town with April’s family after the Thanksgiving meal, so Lyndi’s family took me home with them and took care of me for a whole week.

Sweet Lyndi fed me and walked me around and helped me the whole time, day and night. I’ll never be able to thank them enough.

Tons to be thankful for–to be sure. It could have been so much worse and gratefully I was well looked after.

I guess I missed the dinner and that’s sure a first.

What a funny day.