Some of you already know, but alot of you probably dont.
Sunday afternoon, Gabe and Emma and my sister were in an ATV wreck. They were in a Ranger (like a golf cart type thing) and ran into a tree at a high rate of speed. Thankfully, Gabe only had a few scrapes. Emma's lip was completely busted and it knocked out 2 of her teeth, she also had a large bruise on her arm. My sister took the worst of it and had to have about 20 stitches to the face. We spent about 4 hours in the ER... mostly due to someone else coming in with a gunshot wound. . Thankfully, they gave Emma some pain meds while we were waiting. She looked pitiful and it hurt my heart to look at her face. It honestly looked like someone had cut a big chunk out of her lip, but the dr said it was just split and none of it was gone... it was so deep though. She was pitiful until the pain meds kicked in... and then we got our Emma back. She was talking and talking and talking and talking.... she had to be reminded not to talk while they were sewing her lip back up.... which took 5-6 stitches. That is one tough girl too... she didnt even flinch when the dr was sewing her back up. The nurses were so impressed.
And goodness gracious, am I thankful for my grandmother. She watched Wallace out in the waiting room - by herself, for most of the time. So Daniel and I could be back with Gabe and Emma.
We all were in bed by 10.... exhausted. But by morning, Gabe was alright. Emma's lip was still a bit swollen, but it looked better and her arm hadnt bruised any more. My sister is resting today at my grandparents house... like I said, she got the worst of it and has started bruising today and become really sore. This breaks my heart for her. She has had it hard for most of her life and she is the best aunt to my kids.... I know we havent always gotten along, but I do love her very much. I dont know how, but I keep praying that God blesses her through all of this - for whatever reason, that this somehow, brings something good. I want the best for her and wish that she didnt have to go through this.
I know everyone is curious... no, Daniel and I were not there when it happened... The kids were spending the afternoon with my family.... Daniel and Wallace were out taking a walk and had just gotten home when they got the call, and I was out on a photo shoot. I got there as fast as I could, but it still felt like forever, and I thought my heart was going to burst when I saw them covered in blood and crying. That is what a good husband and daddy is there for.
So yeah.... that kind of eclipsed the rest of the weekend we had. Not sure how much more I can take though... the last 2 weeks have been pretty rough...
- The transmission on the van going out (after Daniels car has broken down)
- Wallace's kidney trouble
- My grandfather went in for an irregular heartbeat and heart cath
- The wreck this weekend...
I tell you what though.... if nothing else, man, all these trials... they certainly do bring about patience and thankfulness. I could not be more thankful that the wreck yesterday was only as bad as it was.... it could have been alot worse.... alot worse. So all I can do is fall to my knees and give thanks that "it is what it is"
thanks everyone for thinking of us.... and sorry, no pics... right now, I just dont want to relive it every time I look at my page... maybe when they are healed up a bit.