So this past week our family decided that it was a great time for some injuries. And why just let it be one family member. I mean, that would be INSANE. Let's ALL be injured.Victim #1 - Preston
His Story: As you can see from this picture, the boy has killer skill. So I gets a call from the school this past Thursday that my boy has taken a HARD hit in football practice, is dizzy, has blurred vision, and a gooood headache. Of course, he's got a mild concussion. He's already had 2 in his lifetime, what's a 3rd?? He's better now, but still has trouble with the old melon hurting. Hopefully it won't last too much longer. We may have to look into getting him a bubble.
Victim #2 - HaleyHer Story: I dropped Haley off for our church lock-in this past Friday night. She did not want to go to the football game....she's really anti-warrior support this year for some reason! Anyway, I'm an hour away from Pontotoc and I get a call saying that she has fallen in the parking lot (that part did NOT shock me) and bent her wrist backwards. "It's really swollen and purple". Allllrighty...just what we needed, right? So I tell them to slap some ice on it and call me in 30 minutes with a trauma update. Nobody ever called, so being the ever so "on it" Mother that I am, I call back and she's HEALED. The swelling is for the most part gone and she's now a normal color. Whew! That's one ER bill we avoided.
Victim #3 - Randy
His Story: He decided to play Gargoyles with the kids at the lock-in. First off, let me say that this game makes me crazy. It has no rhyme nor reason that I can tell. It's completely unorganized, and add to that unorganization the fact that you play it in the pitch black dark. It SCREAMS disaster and injury. Besides the fact that he got his swollen belly hung up under a church pew, somehow he jammed his finger on Ethyn's foot as they were running. I still don't get it but since the game fuels my insanity, I didn't really question him too much. He claims that if he had been alone he would have cried and that it almost caused him to "thow up". I'll leave it at that. Better luck next time Gargoyle Man.
His Story: He decided to play Gargoyles with the kids at the lock-in. First off, let me say that this game makes me crazy. It has no rhyme nor reason that I can tell. It's completely unorganized, and add to that unorganization the fact that you play it in the pitch black dark. It SCREAMS disaster and injury. Besides the fact that he got his swollen belly hung up under a church pew, somehow he jammed his finger on Ethyn's foot as they were running. I still don't get it but since the game fuels my insanity, I didn't really question him too much. He claims that if he had been alone he would have cried and that it almost caused him to "thow up". I'll leave it at that. Better luck next time Gargoyle Man.
Victim #4 - Ethyn
His Story: Another lock-in tragedy....I'm still not 100% sure of what actually happened, but it involved a toe, and if you know anything about me at all, it's that I DON'T DO FEET, unless they are attached to a baby. Come on Ethyn!!! Why did it have to be a toe??? There was another nurse there, who works med-surge and deals with funky feet all the time. She took a gander at it while I sat close by with a sickened look on my face and we got a "positive" on swelling. GEEZ!!! At this point I'm thinking that there is literally a tiny black cloud of funk looming over my head, bobbing up and down ever so gently. He hobbled around for the next little while and he too is HEALED.
Victim #5 - ME
My Story: I was the LEAST injured of the family because I have it "together" a tad more than the others...yeah, i'm sticking with that. I decided to play a trick on one of our dear friends, Heather. There were about 5 of us playing a game and she had to leave the room for a minute. For some reason, I thought it would be funny if we all got up and left. And now that i'm sitting here typing this i'm thinking, "WOW. That's really not funny at all." I'll blame my extremely lame humor on the fact that I had had very little sleep going into this lock-in, I was running on fumes and it was 2amish. That's 2 am- ISH...not 2 amish. There were no amish people there that I can remember but again, I was really tired and there very well could have been 100's there and I just don't remember. But I digress....my action plan was to exit out through the side door of the building and in doing so, I was trying to haul fanny too fast and twisted my ankle. My body is not used to moving at a rapid pace and I feel like my ankle was in shock and just didn't know what else to do. I apologize, ankle, and I promise not to move too hastily ever again.
Here's hoping that our family unit can progress safely through this next week. On a more serious note, my HaleyBug will be having her FIRST of FOUR surgeries this coming Tuesday the 16th. She has been having major ear issues and it's come to this. She will be in surgery for 2-3 hours Tuesday, so please keep her in your thoughts and prayers. Hopefully these surgeries will get her ears back in good shape.
Have a GREAT week everybody!
We "almost" look normal here....man, so so close.
Here's hoping that our family unit can progress safely through this next week. On a more serious note, my HaleyBug will be having her FIRST of FOUR surgeries this coming Tuesday the 16th. She has been having major ear issues and it's come to this. She will be in surgery for 2-3 hours Tuesday, so please keep her in your thoughts and prayers. Hopefully these surgeries will get her ears back in good shape.
Have a GREAT week everybody!
We "almost" look normal here....man, so so close.
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