Finally. An update.
The Backyardigans are dancing and singing behind me and Stella is perched in her highchair eating banana bread (that I sort of burnt - dang it!) and banannas. Her version of Heaven.
So anyway, lots going on here lately. I guess it all started a few weeks ago (Right around my NYC trip) when Toby got a cold and lovingly passed it along to Stella and to me...and this crap has lasted and won't go away!! I haven't been able to breathe for weeks. Stella is better now - she had a true cold for 10 days - and then Mom took her to the Doc on Monday before Thanksgiving just to make sure she was actually getting better and that her ears were still OK, and she had a sinus infection. So, we are now on antibiotics. But she is feeling MUCH better and that means WE are feeling much better. :) I hated her being sick with her first cold - all the snot and coughing. I know we are very lucky that she got her first cold at 16 months old!!
So, being sick and continuing to work and live life has been difficult and exhausting. Thank God for Neh-Neh (my Mom.)
Last Thursday night, we had just finished dinner and were settled into our respective chairs in the living room like 90 year olds - when the phone rang and it was a frantic call from my Mom. She told me that my aunt Sunah had been in a car accident - that she was fine but that she had hit 2 pedestrians. Well, I have NEVER moved so fast. Toby didn't even hear what the conversation was about, he could just tell by my face that something was wrong, and before I hung up, he had his coat on and Stella's coat on her... I told him the deal and he immediately picked up the phone and called Mom back and told her that HE was driving all of us there - that none of us needed to be driving. I was really proud of him for taking such control!! So, my Mom and Dad ran over to my house (next door) and we all piled in the Tribute and he drove us to the scene.
I am not going to go into much detail since Sunah reads this and there is no need in dredging it all up again. We have talked about it all in detail and Sunah is handling it like I never would be able to. Two days after the accident, she attended my 8-hour Scrapbook Open House with me, and on the way there she asked that I drive through the accident scene so she could see it clearly. She is AMAZING. She is smart and taking care of herself and being proactive regarding her own mental state and truly making sure she is ok. It's pretty cool to witness because I honestly don't know if I would be as strong.... She knows there was nothing she could have done to prevent this accident. Thank God she KNOWS this.
Here is an article from the local paper for posterity sake. So please say a prayer for Sunah.
We had Thanksgiving in Tappahannock, as usual. All of the Fam on my Mom's side gets together at my Great Aunt Jean's and we have a feast at 1pm and then just hang out and "shop" for jewelry that my cousin Amy makes...(If you see me with this FABULOUS shell necklace on, she made it. :) But, we had to eat and run as we had to be back in Chesterfield for Toby's Family's Thanksgiving. It was a hectic day but overall very nice.
Here are the pictures!!!OF COURSE there are pictures. Do you know me at all?!?! The first half of the pictures are of my family...complete with Jean in her traditional Turkey Hat. And the matching "Motion City Soundtrack" hoodies in honor of Matt who could not make it as he is still on tour. The last half is Toby's Family with Stella's favorite cousin Kendall - who she says her name all.the.time. But it's like a question - "Kendall? Kendall? Kendall?"
So, my cousin Preston came in from Charlotte and he stayed with us overnight. Apparently him and Toby had a little too much fun in the garage with some pool and beer because the next day, Toby was USELESS. Preston (10 years younger than Mr. Toby) bounced up like nobody's business. After he left, all Toby could mumble was "That guy is a party animal." And went back to bed.... I told him he needs to give up trying to hang with the kids!
Before Preston left, we went next door because Mom wanted to cook us breakfast. (Toby stayed here in the bed, of course.) She made a million pancakes and we all just sat around and talked...and watched the episode of the Sauce that MCS was on last week.... Mom happened to whisper to me that Dad had called the Docs office to go in because he had some chest discomfort going on.....
He called the office when I was there and got an 11 am appt with his Doc...but then 20 minutes later they called back and told him just to go to the ER because they do not have the proper equipment to check him at the office. Dad was PEEVED. He did not want to spend all day at the ER for tests when this was just something "little." Mom and I turned on the Super Nag and would not shut up. I even pullled Stella into it: "Can you say ER, Stella? Can you tell Grandpa to go to the ER, please?!?!" ha! I play dirty. But it worked!
And what also worked was that Dad had been GIVEN killer tickets to the UVA/VA Tech game in Charlottesville for the next day. He was going with Mom and his brother and his wife... It was the biggest game between the rivals in 120 years. No joke. Some scalpers were getting $500 a ticket. He was VERY excited about this game. So Mom threatened that if he did not go to the Doc on Friday, he could not go to the game on Saturday. So off to the ER he went........
I stayed home and waited for a call. Fully believing it was also something "little" but glad he was getting checked out.
Mom called a few times to let me know that nothing had been determined yet...still testing. So at 4pm, I got a call that his cardiologist had decided to go ahead and do another heart cath to really get in there and see what's up because all of Dad's vitals were absolutely fine. The only way to REALLY see is to go back in there. So, off to surgery he went.
I got off the phone with Mom and called Mimi and Sunah and they rode up to the hospital with me so we could sit with Mom. We got dinner and sat in the lobby and waited. The cardiologist finelly came out and told us that the stint from May was just fine...but he found ANOTHER artery that was 95% blocked!!! So he put another stint in there.
If he had not decided to just go in and check, this would not have been discovered.
Dad comes home today. He's doing well. But for some reason, THIS time has made me more depressed than last time. I mean, last time we almost lost him. There was a big heart attack. His heart stopped. He had to be shocked back twice. This time is TAME compared to that!! Yet, I am more upset.
I guess because this time, it happened so fast. Six months ago, that artery was not an issue. And for six months, my Dad has totally changed his lifestyle and has a new diet and had incorporated some exercise. He has lost 30 lbs.... And it STILL clogged up that fast?!?! I know that most of it is genetics - heart disease runs in his family. But still. IT SUCKS.
And not to make this all about me but GOOD LORD IF THIS DOES NOT GET MY OWN ASS IN GEAR WITH HEALTH, WHAT WILL?!?!?
So, lots going on in my head the past few weeks...A lot I need to continue to think about and work out and get in some sort of ORDER.
It started to rain while I was typing this, so Toby and I ran out to the shed and got all the Christmas stuff and it's all piled in the kitchen.
That's what we're doing today. Nothing like a PRE-LIT Christmas Tree to lift your spirits!