Friday, Sept 16th lunch, discussing our weekend plans. All we had scheduled was a 7 year-olds birthday party. Maybe some putting up some freezer meals for this busy mom and the mom-to-soon-be.
In less than 2 hours, life would take an interesting turn and just keep turning. Our 22-year-old called that he was facing suspension from school in St. Louis due to a verbal altercation with another student. He would be on the next flight home (or what became the next day). Steve and I went into scramble mode but not panic mode because we just needed to figure out what room he'd stay in and what things we needed to get. In addition to how he was feeling mentally and how to get him home from the airport when we're both supposed to be at the birthday party.
Fast forward just a few hours to about 2:00 am on Saturday morning...Steve gets the first call from Trey. He has fallen and isn't sure if his ankle is sprained or broken but he's in Beatrice and being taken by ambulance to the hospital from his friend's house. The 2nd call came in a little bit later saying that he had in fact broken his ankle in 3 places and was going to require surgery. The ambulance would be bringing him from Beatrice to Lincoln. I met him at the hospital at about 5:45 am. I went to the wrong hospital but if you know me, you know that's what I do.
The surgeon said that he was actually very lucky that his breaks were so clean. He said that most guys Trey's size crush the bones when they land on them. His were clean breaks. Still required surgery but clean breaks all the same.
I called Tai to ask her if she could cover for me for the birthday party and she told me that she was happy to but that she'd been having contractions since the night before. BUT OF COURSE! Nothing productive and nothing to worry about. Gordon and Jake took a quick road trip to Beatrice to rescue Trey's friends and to pick up his Jeep. Then they quickly re-routed and headed to the airport to pick up Ariez. Surgery got scheduled for Sunday so I was able to be a part of the very exciting, 16 kid 7 year-old birthday party at Lost in Fun.
Sunday, Steve and I headed to the hospital to be there when they wheeled Trey back for surgery. His surgery got delayed so Steve had to leave (but came back) and at around 5:00 pm Sunday, he was out of surgery with a plate and 8 screws on one side and 2 screws on the other side. We stuck around for a while to make sure that he was doing okay and that he was going to sleep.
On Monday morning, I picked him up from the hospital and we were home by lunchtime. We got him settled and he didn't get up again until that evening, in which he fell. Crutches are a b*tch. Especially crutches that are sized for your mom and you're 1 1/2 feet taller than she is. By the way, we are still on order for crutches that will fit him.
Monday night we had Family dinner and then Tai and Jake were off to the hospital to begin the induction process.
Tuesday morning I headed to the hospital after taking Rey to school. Tai had been in active labor for a few hours at this point. Jake and I cheered her on as she walked, bounced on the ball, took a spa bath, tried laughing gas, then IV meds and then finally an epidural.
At 3:00 am on Wed., after about 24 hours of labor, the call was made that Tai would need a c-section. WynLee Daniel came into this world at 3:46 am weighing 5lbs 9 oz and 18" tall. He is absolute perfection.
There are a lot more moving parts, like picking kids up, trying to get some sleep, breaking my little toe, 4 different places to find a knee scooter and crutches for my gentle giant, shopping for the little guy because all the newborn clothes were too big for him, and just continuing to parent and wife through all of the chaos.
Our hearts are full, our eyelids are heavy because we all need more sleep. How quickly a "not-to-busy-weekend" can turn into absolute chaos. Also during all of this, my mom tested positive for COVID, Rileigh got an ear infection, Rey got a massive head cold, my dad had major back surgery in another town, and my father-in-law found out that he will most likely be losing more of his foot due to an infection in the bone.
So there you have it...a week in the life of...thanks for following along.
