We love spending time with our family and when our SD family comes, we make every effort to spend as much time with them as possible. Typically our time is spent eating, working and talking. This visit was typical except we added shopping to the mix. We were sad to say goodbye to them on Monday night.
Tuesday was spent in a more "normal" way. We went to the chiropractor, met T for lunch and spent the day around the house. T got a call later that afternoon for some help for a single mom that we know. Instead of spending a quiet night working around the house, he spent time trouble shooting some issues at her house. Since we were out, we decided to grab some dinner and pick-up some groceries. We enjoyed being back together as a whole family. Boy, did I miss my teenagers! I am sure I will need someone to remind me of that in a few weeks when school starts! :-)
Once we arrived home from our evening out, we decided to take advantage of the nice weather. We have had cool, wet weather and need to work when we are able. Ty mowed the lawn, T "weed-eat-ed" and the rest of us found things to keep us busy. Ty finished his mowing and started splitting wood. It was quite loud outside with all the work going on. We were enjoying having the windows open and the a/c off. I noticed that it seemed to get "quiet", but didn't think too much of it. Neighbors come over and talk, T's phone rings frequently so it isn't all that unusual. The door opens and I hear the following words. " W, I have to take Ty to urgent care!" I fly down the stairs to find Ty sitting in a chair, in the kitchen, holding his foot. His bloody, damaged foot. I for one can not handle anything bloody/gross.
A good nurse I would not make! T is the one in charge of all that! The boys headed off to urgent care and I headed to the phone. I will still flying pretty high on adrenaline so I knew it would be okay to call our prayer chain. I made it through that phone call without tears and was quite proud of myself. Shortly after that, the phone rang and it was T. He wanted to know when Ty had his last tetanus shot. Of course I could not find his most recent physical report and had to literally "paw" through piles of paperwork. I finally was able to get a date and called T back.
I decided that I would not call all our family. I was going with the whole-I'm sure it isn't that bad-why bother everyone until I know something-mind set. Imagine my surprise when the phone rang and it was T again. "They wouldn't do anything for Ty,it is too bad, they told us to go to the ER, I am headed there now."
WHAT?! UGH, I was not ready for that. Did I mention it was time for the younger ones to be getting ready for bed?! Oh my, it is not an easy thing to say prayers with your children as calmly as possible when you are about beside yourself with concern. Oh and then throw in a little brother who is INCREDIBLY upset that his brother got hurt. Oh, My!
Now, I must decide, do I call family or not. Well, that didn't take much thought, I needed to call my mom! I thought I would do better if I called T's side of the family first. So, I call and my s-i-l answers the phone and says," You miss us already, aren't you glad to be back to normal?" Right then, I was missing more than just them! How do you tell someone news like that? Well, I probably did not do it all that well. I think I just blurted something out about Ty getting hurt. When I talked with my m-i-l, I was not very clear and I was a basket case! I know they were sure it was much worse! I then called my mom and just cried. Cried and cried. I was also fielding other calls and trying to calm down at the same time. I knew once I talked with mom, I would be better, and I was. When I got off the phone, I checked on Luc and he was still very upset. I wasn't sure how I would get his mind off of Ty and onto sleep. So I pulled out a "trick" out of my sleeve. What works when nothing else does?! GRANDMA. I told him I had a secret and I wanted him to be in on it with me. We talked about what we could do to keep Ty's mind off his injury and ways to make him laugh. We decided that we would go to grandma's and play the wii! Of course, that meant I would have to play all those games I am awful at. What better way to make him laugh!
I am sure this is more information than you were ready for. I hope I am making sense. It was not a good night for me. Others probably have a different memory of last Tuesday night.
I talked with T a couple times during their stay in the ER. I finally decided that I would go to bed around 1 a.m. I didn't sleep well and was awake the minute T walked in the room. It was 4:22 a.m. Ty had a complex laceration on his right big toe which went down to the tendon. It required 6 stitches and looked awful. They took x-rays and they didn't see anything more serious.
This is what happened. While Ty was splitting wood, he placed the wedge in a piece of wood. Apparently, it was in a knot and when he hit it, the wedge bounced off the wood and flew back at him. He was wearing cowboy boots and had his boot off and was sitting on the ground when T found him. Ty doesn't want to ever split wood again. Plus, he already has new steel-toed work boots.
For those of you who knew about this, thank you for your prayers. He is doing well. The first few days were tough, but he is a trooper! I have pictures of that too, but he is not all that fond of everyone seeing it. And remember, I do not like to look at it!
Thanks for bearing with me. I know this is a super long post.
And you wondered where I had been!
