Hopefully it will end soon....

This week has not been a 'fun' week for our family. Carrie goes in for another MRI on her foot and finds a tendon is torn. Most likely, it got torn as she dashed to the basement moments ahead of the tornado. The only fix is surgery. My cousin Amanda goes in for ACL surgery on Nov 20. My sister Jamie got to visit the ER AGAIN for the same pain she had while she was pregnant. Turns out she has to have her gall bladder removed and then she gets pancreatitis. On Saturday night, Nov 15th Taylor rips her frenulum. You know, that little piece of skin that connects your upper lip to your gum. And the icing on the cake ... my Grandpa codes during physical therapy. He has been on life support for almost 6 days. The doctors say he didn't get enough oxygen and is brain dead. The decision is made to take him off the ventilator. Surprisingly, he is holding his own but he'll soon be pushing up daisies! (Funerals are to be treated like PARTIES! You get to see all sorts of family you hadn't seen in awhile1)

I think out of everyone Taylor has already forgotten her pain and moved on! She did shed lots of tears and was a little frightened of the blood but all is well.

So, with all this trouble we've had in the family ... we are very careful not to do anything extra stupid. I do wonder why Michael thinks he ought to be allowed to go duck hunting. Perhaps he should just hang his license up on the wall and leave it there! He might shoot his eye out with the luck we seem to be having!

New update: Another one bites the dust!
Nashon has added himself to the family crisis, yesterday he broke his wisdom tooth and is now looking at oral surgery.