Saturday morning I spoke to my Mother and Grandma on the phone and I decided to get all of my errands and shopping done near where Ma lives and then spend the afternoon/evening with them. So I made my shopping list and tidied up the house, told Chris what my plans were for the day and left. I cleaned my van inside and out, went to the tire store to have them repair a slow leak in one of my tires, and then went to Rite Aid. I called Grandma to tell her I was on my way. 3 minutes later Ma calls and asks me how far I am from the house and I tell her 10 minutes. She said to hurry up because she thinks Grandma may have had a stroke and proceeded to explain what was going on (911 should have been called immediately, but Grandma snapped out of it in a few minutes and said she was feeling better).
***a bit of history...... Grandma came up for the summer from her home in Fort Myers Fla. to have a lumpectomy so she could be with family until she got better, she is a very healthy woman who has more energy in her right toe than I do in my entire body***
I called Chris immediately to ask him to pray and we talked most of my drive to Ma's house, it helped me keep my mind clear and not cry (as much). Grandma did not look herself and was a bit out of it, but otherwise okay when I arrived. She was able to walk to my van and we went to the hospital. After a million tests they admitted her and suspect her blood pressure dipping to low when she changed position was the reason for the "episode" the CAT scan showed no evidence of a stroke THANKS BE TO GOD! Ma and I left the hospital around 7pm and we both did our shopping. I dropped her and her groceries off at her house and went home. I arrived home around 10pm and unpacked the food, drank a huge mug of herbal tea, and went to bed.
what a day.........
Sunday on the other hand was DELIGHTFUL! Will and I went to church, and Chris went to HIS church (I am getting accustomed to this arrangement, it's not that big of a deal anymore). After church a couple that we have been acquainted with for quite awhile invited Chris, Will, and I to come over to swim (they have an in ground pool with a diving board, Will was sold!) and have a BBQ. I really like this couple and want to get to know them better so I wanted to go. (this is RARE for me. Usually Chris drags me to things like this and I am fine when i get there, but I am simply not comfortable in social situations. This is something I am trying to change about myself. I also have NO FRIENDS that are really close to me, I never have. I would like to change that as well) Chris, Will, and I had a fabulous time. I could not have dreamed of more perfect weather, the pool was so refreshing, all of the kids played beautifully together, and there was good conversation. We arrived home in the evening with full bellies and contented bodies. I settled in while Chris and Will skated the half-pipe for awhile. As I am getting my PJ's on, I hear Chris yell "MAMA!" *that usually means, come and look at the cool new trick I can do* then he yelled, "get a wet towel NOW!" oh boy, I knew then that Will was hurt and bleeding hard enough that Chris wouldn't bring him inside. I got the towel and braced myself. Will was COVERED in blood. Apparently he landed on his face and his tooth punctured his lip. He has a hole on the outside and inside. l-o-v-e-l-y. He is okay. The bleeding stopped and after while he decided to eat M&M's. He looked at me and blood is running down his mouth. His lip sprung a leak for the rest of the evening. He must have crawled in my bed last night. I think the bleeding stopped because the bed is okay and his face is okay.......
This little child has had more stitches, sprains, and broken bones in his young life than anyone I know. He likes to play hard like his Daddy.
how was your weekend??





