I absolutely love the Fall and under normal circumstances I would have been celebrating the many joys this colorful season has to offer and would have been taking in every bit of it's pleasures and delights with the utmost enthusiam. But it was not to be. I really could not enjoy this month because somewhere about a week and a half into this very month things started to happen. Weird things. Freaky things. So saying goodbye to last month was as they say just fine by me.
Here's why.
Reason 1. My sister was out of the country.
Her company sent her off again to a place far, far away. Way to far. Like to India far. For three weeks. This would be the second time she has been to India for a three week time span and it always makes me uncomfortable. Not like I have to be comfortable or anything it's just I like life so much better when she's in our country. I just do. You can call me weird, but if you've ever been to India you'll understand my distress. She'll be back this friday. Thank goodness.
Reason 2. Morgan whacked his head.
He was skateboarding like he does mostly everyday of his life. Was fully padded helmet and all (I know, I was there) and he hit what I can only imagine was a slippery spot of concrete and he slammed his head with what I can only imagine was a great amout of force. An enormous goose egg appeared. Despite having the helmet on.
A goose egg! Like of epic porportions.
Then he said "Mom my eyes hurt". Awesome!
"How does that happen?" I asked the ER nurse no less than fifteen and a half times. Then I asked "Does the helmet not help at all?" She said "That is just and indication of how hard he fell and how important helmets really are."
He checked out all well and fine. His mother is who I am worried about.
Reason 3. Morgan had a mysterious spider bite.
He said "Mom, I've got a spider bite." I checked it out and instructed him to leave it alone so that it would get better. It did not improve and in fact while walking into a restaurant to have dinner with family the very next evening he kicked the affected site with his opposite leg by accident and was reduced to tears. Not his style. Crying he believes is not a cool hobby. Back to the Dr. to discover a small but very painful staph infection from his skateboard kneepad.
He got a hefty dose of anti-biotics. His mother got enough cleaning supplies to cover the state of Texas and went home and cloroxed her entire house and car til near midnight. I'm a germ-a-phobe like that.
Reason 4. While volunteering at the YMCA skatepark Morgan fell and cut his knee.
The Y was building a new skatepark. We were all there to help. While I helped stain the fence posts the boys swept up saw dust and picked up loose screws left behind by the construction crew. We were getting ready for opening day.
After much of the clean up was finished Morgan decided to roll around on his skateboard a bit. His mother seeing this said "If you are going to roll around go and put on your helmet and kneepads!" He happily complied and while in route to the car to retrieve his pads he hit one of those said screws which sent him flying into a pile of scrap wood which then sliced his knee open. What are the odds people!! Seriously, what are the odds?!
He got five stitches. His mother got a lovely bottle of wine on the way home to have all for herself.
Reason 5. Morgan stumbled fell and hit the concrete the day after he got stitches and busted the said stitches out. (no I am not dramatizing things for effect here people)
He had a birthday party to attend. I told him with the stitches currently in his knee that he could not participate in the party festivities but that we could drop off our gift and say Happy Birthday and leave. He hobbled off to talk to buddies. As I spoke to the Birthday boys parents to explain why we could not attend he decided to go off and running with friends. While running he tripped, fell and snapped those lovely stitches we had just recieved less than 24 hours prior. Back to the ER where I was sure I was going to be questioned by child protective services or something of that manner.
He then got the knee restitched. And his mother got busy checking out one way flight's to Tahiti.
Bonus: And as if those five reasons were not enough for me to bid October 2010 a harty farewell, Keith also found out that his position as Financial Advisor for the past seven years at the Tennessee Credit Union would soon be outsourced.
Don't you just love life challenges?
All that said I am very grateful that we all are fine and well and that these things are in the past. But for the record I would perfer not to ever repeat the past thirty one days.
Hello November! I don't think I have ever been this happy to see you.
I'll let you know what happens on the job front. I think something bigger and better is on the horizon.
Until next time.
The SLM