Sunday post-church is always an interesting time for me. On one hand I really want to enjoy the afternoon, hang out with friends & family, maybe even go out to lunch with a new family or something – rarely does any of that happen because I am usually wiped out or feeding kids & putting them down for naps.
This Sunday I actually had a plan for post-church. Miles & Macy were at their grandma’s and I was going to go home and try and clean up our house for Jen (it was a mess from Christmas & Christmas dinner, and the ensuing days of laziness).
So I am leaving church, actually about 2 minutes away when I get a phone call. (Actually I was on the phone with Peter)… it went something like this:
Grandma: Where are you?
Me: Driving home from church…
Grandma: Well, Macy just fell, and we think she’s gonna need stitches, what should I do?
(at this point I can barely make out spoken word over the screaming of multiple people, including my two kids in the background)
Me: Well, I guess you should bring her to A+ Urgent Care right here, I’m about 2 minutes away. I’ll u-turn and go make sure they do stitches…
Grandma: OK, we’ll call when we’re on the way.
Me: Alright, is she OK?
Grandma: Yeah, I think Miles is crying worse than her, he’s saying, “It’s all my fault, it’s all my fault”…
Me: OK, well I’m on my way – see you there, and oh yeah… don’t tell Jen!
(she was at work)
Thus began our afternoon emergency adventure. Here’s a blow by blow (pun intended).
Thanks for the prayers & kind words for everyone who was following along with Twitter. Thanks too to the great people at our local A+ Urgent Care (on Winchester & Technology). In case you want to see more pics of her ordeal, there’s a few more here. She’s great +5 stitches, mom’s great (we waited till she was home from work to tell, er, uh, show her), and dad didn’t pass out, so I think all in all we’re good! In fact, as soon as we got back to Grandmas, Macy decided to jump on her quad…