So I know I promised I'd be back soon...and found that the best laid plans of mice and men oft go astray. And then I learned that if Chef Dan Barber had visited my page, he wouldn't even have seen the most recent post, because a little glitch in [geek alert] "domain mapping" meant nothing new was showing up. She said feebly.
Then, on January 26, the nearly unthinkable happened: Logan was involved in a horrible car wreck and survived with "only" a broken leg and a bloody lip. If you saw the wreck, you might be surprised that anyone lived.
Our lives have changed radically: he's back here nearly full-time because he can't climb stairs or ladders. He's in a cast until the end of April. When I'm with him, I can't go out of the house farther than our mailbox, in case he needs help, which he often does.
Bob and I both missed a week of work due to complications, and there is dust still left to settle.
Logan is back at school, and has figured out how to scoot on his back like a crab while inside, so he doesn't have to sit in the wheelchair. But talk about robbed: his fifth birthday was spent getting his leg set, without painkillers, at several dozen decibels. And I'm at a loss for ways to find entertainment and play that is restricted to sitting or lying down. (I'm at a loss for a lot right now.)
Apparently kids heal quickly, but three months in a cast for a rambunctious little boy is going to be challenging: it already is. I confess to being overly indulgent and buying Jelly Belly beans (which I would never do) because just five of them work so well in dissolving his reasons to cry. He's showing some PTSD—we all are—and hypervigilence in the car.
Anyway, he's a total trooper and a hero: he cried only twice in the hospital during the several hours we were there. Is there anything worse than being in a hospital until the wee hours of the night, with a child in pain? (Yes, there are, but that was the worst night of my life.)
I've got work ramping up, and maybe I can get to a farm sooner than later, and yes, I still have a project coming up that I'm really excited about.
THOUGHT FOR THE DAY?
CHINESE CURSE: "May you live in interesting times."
And thank you to all the nice people at TransitionSC.org and the big crowd who turned out on January 30 to see my slideshow. That was some powerful medicine, and it went a long way to healing a bruised soul.
I'll be back soon!