What a week! Frankly, I can't remember the week at all, yesterday was a week all by itself.It started off like any other day, the morning routine, when suddenly the phone rings. A parent's worst nightmare has begun. One of my beloved nephews has been in a terrible car wreck with a fatality. Not him, Thank God - that poor family, I think for a quick minute...How is he? He's a mess.
Okay so that's not what I was told, that's what I heard, which is an entirely different thing. For those of you unaware of the people involved, I'll give you the scenario: Three friends leaving a party at a very exclusive private home driving a long private street somewhere in the middle of no where. Somehow they hit a tree. Avoiding a deer? Maybe, maybe not...speeding? Certainly, the driver is unconscious, the passenger was DOA and the nephew in the back seat is also unconscious.
The nephew rouses enough to dial 911 before passing out again and the police use the cell signal to locate them on that private road where they never would have been found...all of my hair is standing up on end! They take the driver to the hospital by ambulance (with video footage via the Internet viewing of the local news) and airlift the nephew to the hospital. By the way, one local paper stated that they were both airlifted, but no so.
The details are sketchy, the condition is serious...not critical... prayer calls go out, Thank you very much all who responded, and for the first time in my life, I went to the store bought a chocolate cake and ate it. I still don't get that...I'm not a huge chocolate fan like some of the people I know, but I made three meals out of it...but I digress.
The nephew had at least two major surgeries as the day progressed with the last one to relieve the pressure on his spine that was causing him to be numb from the bellybutton down. Does this bring back memories for me? Can you say, "Are you kidding me?" Of course you can.
Two rosaries and three hours later, the call comes in, he made it through the surgery (Yeah) and should be waking up soon. This morning the call comes in, he's alert, talking, and has some increased sensation. (Double Yeah) Thank you God!
One of his friends sent me the sweetest message, he told me that my nephew was getting the best care available in the state, and proceeded to explain how he knew it. I typed "Thanks" into my reply and fell into a deep, much needed sleep. Today has just been weird, which is because I am weird.
Nonetheless, I will be disembarking from the Warford's over feigned protests - they are really ready to have their own routines back, though they love me and want me to come back...which I will on October 16, for a publishing workshop put on by the New Mexico Book Association. I am so excited.
In the meantime, I will be at my aunt's in Colorado Springs, where she has not entered the twentieth century never mind the twenty-first, so if it is more than a week before I post again, do forgive me. I will endeavor to find an Internet cafe but as some of you know, I got hacked at one of them in New York so I'm just a little skittish about the whole thing.
As for the family, I must admit that I am so totally proud of my family. The way they made themselves available when needed, the way they communicated without hysteria, they way they supported the immediate family affected by the accident. I am so impressed and sometime tomorrow my hair should no longer be pointing straight up - but no promises. As for my animals, they caught my emotionality and are totally driving me crazy...but it's a short drive :D Talk to you from Colorado.
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