Most of Saturday was spent attempting to get our apartment cleaned up as I have been busy with other things. We had decided not to go to the Lacrosse game. Good thing as we received a call asking Hubby to go get DJ the dog. She had escaped again. DIL was 45 miles away and Son was at the lacrosse game, 30 minutes away. Hubby headed across town (10 minutes)to deal with DJ. I stayed with Lucy. No need to add another dog to the mix. Well, Hubby found that a neighbor had gotten DJ back into the yard. The Neighbor was unable to coax DJ into the house. Hubby just said, "Come on, DJ" and the dog was inside immediately. DJ was locked in the house and Hubby returned home after disposing of the dead rabbit parts in the yard. Neighbor later told Son that Hubby was a dog whisperer. "No, DJ loves my dad more than anyone except for maybe Sos (the DIL)".
Later Saturday evening Lucy's dad, my nephew, returned from his trip. He was so glad to see Lucy and she was sooo happy, too. Nephew shared all the fun he had. The costumes had worked good enough. He left and we soon settled in for a long winter's nap. We knew that Sunday would involve helping Son repair the gap in the fence and attend the lacrosse game. Might even possibly get a decision about the stain color so on Monday we could begin finish work on the Laundry room project.
By mid morning Sunday we were at Son's home with Starbuck's for everyone. Needs for fence repair project were accessed by Son and Hubby. DIL made her stain selection. We discussed the floating shelves. Things seemed finalized for the direction for the rest of the project. Fence repair was completed. DIL and Bonus granddaughter headed out for girl time to get mani/pedi and look for a prom dress. Son headed to drop off DIL's car for a cleaning. We followed him then we three went to the lacrosse game.
The game was being hard fought. One team would score then the other would answer. Just about 15 seconds before half time fierce blocking around the opponent's goal was happening. Our grandson's team blocked the ball but they were behind 3 to 4 as the half ended. Hubby wandered of saying he was going for a walk. In a short time I noticed Grandson walking across the field with blood on his chin and shirt. His mom shouted, "Brett". I thought he had a nose bleed. They disappeared and did not return. The two younger grandsons came to sit by me. # 3 Grandson said Oldest Grandson and a bad cut on the inside of his mouth. His mom and step dad were taking Oldest to get stitches. We would take Son and Younger Grandsons where ever after the game finished. Son was the spotter so could not leave the game. And it was just stitches.
After the game was over we distributed all people to the assigned places and headed home. My youngest sister arrived to spend the night. Within two hours the news about Oldest Grandson had changed from just stitches adding his jaw was broken. Yes, a ball had hit him under his helmet so hard that it broke his jaw at his chin. Surgery would be done probably on Tuesday. He would spend the time till surgery at his mom's home. He was in considerable pain. Eventually we again settled in for another long winter's nap.
Monday upon awakening I checked my phone for texts. Not what I was expecting. Bonus Grandson was now in the hospital. He had gone to the ER with extreme abdomen pains. Yes, it was the same hospital that Oldest Grandson had been in the ER just hours earlier. Bonus was diagnosed with a ruptured appendix. It would require a procedure later in the day to place a drain in his groin. He was on heavy duty antibiotics. He would be in the hospital for a few days possibly. Younger sister left for home. We, again, resumed the easy chair position awaiting further instructions for where and when we were to go.
Bonus Grandson |
Oldest Grandson after surgery |
I prepared dinner while Hubby picked up #3. Dinner was served to Bonus Granddaughter and her boyfriend at 6:30. Hubby and #3 arrived about 7:15. We had our dinner. Helped Granddaughter clean up where a dog had gotten sick in her room. Time for me to leave to pick up #4 grandson. #4 greeted me spilling over with joy. He was thrilled to have an opportunity to be goalie for his team. The name would be the same and he was full of delightful chatter all the way back to Son's home. He was anxious to hear how his older brothers were doing so he used my phone for texting. He ate about 8:15. He also asked his dad to send a photo of his oldest brother.
Why are you taking a picture? |
Now it is Tuesday afternoon. Oldest Grandson is at his mom's home. Bonus is still in the hospital but is expecting to be released around 6 this evening. We have been on easy chair standby as texts have been flowing as needs changed. I asked if we needed to come and prepare dinner for Son and DIL. DIL said they would be the two zombies in a ball on the sofa. And that is how life happens.
Peace and love to all who visit.
Hari Om
ReplyDeleteYup... it happens like that - nothing then something. Sending good wishes for fast healing to the youngsters and "behave!" to DJ. Rascal dog. thank goodness for grandparents, eh? YAM xx
Good grief! Poor boys. Hope they will all be alright asap with no lasting troubles.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the good wishes for the boys. Bonus Grandson is still in considerable pain but doing better. Oldest was not up for a milkshake so guess he must not be great yet, either. Comments will not let me respond individually. Gonna see what I can do.
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