Feeling a bit beat up lately. Heavy heart....not sleeping....some panic attacks at night. Like the other shoe has dropped...but I'm just too busy and tired to pick it up. I know...doesn't make sense. But I will be better soon. I know it. Thanks to my buddies...both in my family and out. I am loved by the best of the best. THAT knowledge is a treasure to me.
Yesterday, Kelly and I both woke up exhausted. He had been up quite a bit getting ready for a medical procedure (you can probably understand what I mean). And me....? I was making sure he took his medicine when scheduled, then worrying we were sleeping in, and the above mentioned anxiety. But....get up we did. School had already been cancelled due to the weather forecast. The weather was perfect when we left for the hospital....so dumb me...I wore little red strappy flats. We noticed Kelly's car was on Empty (I was driving). Kelly...the smart one...said we should stop. Diane....the one who thinks she is smart....said "Oh no.....we are already five minutes late. You've never run out of gas in this car...We'll be fine. We can get gas on the way home."
On to the procedure. We were at the hospital about four hours. Afterwards, Kelly was a bit groggy and a little shaky but could walk down to the door of the hospital. I sat him down and told him I would go get the car. By now.....it was a snowy mess outside....about five inches....and some very deep places where they had plowed the snow. We had to park way far away....so I finally got to the car, feet soaking wet through and through. Realized I had nothing to scrape it off with. Grabbed a legal pad from inside, and turned the car on, and began to push a pile of snow off the car. Chug-chug-cough-dead. Oh no. Got in....no luck. Gas tank was empty. So.....trudged BACK to the hospital where I told my husband we were out of gas. Now....this is LOVE. No "I told you so". But...he did grin a little. I didn't know who to call.....figured most people hadn't left their homes because things were cancelled. I thought Drew would be out though, so I called him. He had driven to Elkton and was on his way back. I told him what happened and he said he would be right there. It took quite awhile....I guess traffic was CRAZY on Route 33, people going 5 miles an hour. Kelly passed the time by telling me the same stories twice....exactly the same. (they warned me about that in post-op,.......good old amnesiac medicine) At least it was entertaining. We got him home.....and Josh helped him get settled in bed. Drew and I took the gas can back to the hospital and put gas in the car. A parking attendant came by with a broom and got all the snow off the car while Drew was adding the gas. How nice. Day was turning out just fine.
I went to the gas station, grateful for Drew helping us out. A couple quick errands and then back home. I was talking to Drew on the phone....he was driving down Route 33, a couple hundred yards from his house....we were having a nice conversation....when he interrupted by yelling....for a few long seconds....then the phone went dead. Called him back a few seconds later....he answered..."I'm OK" (gotta love that kid). So I finally breathed again. He told me he lost control going down a hill....no control at all...went into a pretty big ditch and hit a telephone pole head on. Wow. No one else involved. But the car was messed up pretty badly. Someone stopped and took him home. Long story short....the car was towed to a lot, and Drew got a rental car this morning. A TINY Chevy.....he has some funny names for it. But at least he has something to drive.
I had a bit of a meltdown yesterday. My friend, Deb C., helped me, along with Kelly....when he "woke up". We ended up watching Behind Enemy Lines together last night.....it was a great movie. Based on a true story. When Josh got home from Zach's...the movie was starting again...so Josh watched it. I explained a little of it to Josh, since he missed the first part, and enjoyed it just as much the second time. Owen Wilson was great in this. It is not a new movie.....but worth renting. I'm glad we found it on TV.
It was Ammon's birthday today. I called and wished him a happy day. He had been "iced-in" so he got to stay home from work and spend the day with his family. Nice birthday surprise!
Today is Laurie's birthday. 24 years old. 24!!!! Wow!! I miss her. This is the first birthday she has had when I didn't get to see her!!
And last Saturday was Drew's birthday. 31 years old. Wow. We watched the girls (fun for us!) while he and Steph went to the JMU basketball game. Kimmi and Alli fell asleep on the guest bed. They are adorable. On Sunday, I made a nice dinner and had them over to celebrate. We had balloons and presents. Oh...and I made Michelle's Oreo dessert and put candles in it. He loved it.
My big brother, Scott, would have been 55 last Sunday. His wife Colleen and my brother Ken's wife, Michele, also had birthdays in the last week. Wow....busy birthday week!
I know this was WAY long. To anyone who read this whole thing......all I can say is.....sorry. You must be really really nice....or bored.
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always glad to read your posts
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