So, my grandpa is in ICU. He and my uncle Mark were re-roofing the garage at the lake house on Saturday afternoon. Earlier in the day, Mark fell off the roof. But they both decided to go back up instead of calling it quits -- I would have called it quits.
Then my grandpa fell off the roof. He has a cracked spine, three broken ribs and a bruised lung. They are not feeding him anything, just
IVs, because if he gets pneumonia, he's a
goner. They can't really do surgery on his spine because of his age, but if he moves wrong he will be paralyzed. So he's pretty much a wreck.
The bright side? His lady-friend has offered to move in and take care of him if he needs it. My aunt is flabbergasted because she just learned that they've been spending the night at each others' houses. (We already knew that, so we're over the initial shock of old people getting it on!) So I'm glad that he has her.
My cousin's 8 month old baby passed away on Sunday. She was born with a rare disease that caused the oxygen level in her blood to be too low. Babies born with this disease rarely live to see their first birthday - but it's hard to lose a baby, nevertheless. So that is sad, but she will be resting more comfortably in heaven now.
I am done with Sunday school indefinitely. I'm glad - I needed a break. But on the last day of classes, I overheard the kids with this conversation: (K1 is a girl and K2 is a boy)
K1: I have three cats.
K2: Really? I thought you had four.
K1: No. (pause) I only have three.
K2: No, you have four. *points to his crotch*
K1: Oh, yeah! I guess I do have four cats.
Let me tell you, I almost died!! These kids are only 10!! (If you haven't figured out what they were talking about, I can let you know.....I had to explain it to my mom. When I told Justin, he had no problem figuring out what they were talking about.) I am so glad that I am done with Sunday school for now. Some people's kids!!!!
