Saturday, February 21, 2015
This week we've had the craziest weather I've ever seen in the 10 years that I've lived here. There's been ice and snow and more snow and ice all week long - so much that everyone's calling it the big Snow Apocalypse here in Nashville.
The airport closed flights on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and some on Friday, so it was literally a miracle we were able to get our boy back at the airport on Thursday night. I don't think we've ever been happier or more grateful to see Jake home safe and sound. Can you tell?
School was out the whole week, Scot's company closed down for several days, and our driveway was nondrivable for most of the week. At least we had this beautiful view to enjoy:
Jake hated that he missed out on all our sledding fun earlier in the week, so on Friday, he woke up early to layer up and go sledding at 8am.
He was having a blast, so he called his friend Michael to come over and play too. Meanwhile, I was taking pics in my pajamas and mulling over the idea of getting Brooklyn and Connor all bundled up to go out and play, while I sipped and finished my chai.
Well, that never happened. This was the last picture I took before the big accident.
Michael slid down our hill and somehow plowed right into our playset in the backyard. The piercing screams and hyperventilating said it all. His arm was broken. He was in shock and could barely move. Between Jake and me - in my pajamas - we helped him into the house, sat him down as gently as we could and called his dad. Thank goodness his dad was off work that day, so he came right over. (His mom Kim rushed over from work too.) Walter's an EMT, so he knew exactly what to do - he cut his winter coat and shirts right off, made a make-shift sling, told him it would hurt like heck and helped him into the car to rush him to the ER.
This was the X-ray his mom Kim sent me:
Scary! Cannot believe how bad a break it really was.
Michael was in the hospital most of the day - getting tests done, having his arm set, getting a cast...Once they got home, Jake and I went to the store and got Michael a few of his favorite things - cheese pizza, sweet tea, strawberry ice cream, 3 Musketeers...we figured the least we could do was cheer him up with food, and it definitely seemed to work. That and Jake telling him that he'd be his personal book-carrier at school for a couple months. What kid wouldn't want that?
Definitely a memorable snowy week we won't forget. So thankful both boys are home and all okay!