The last 2 weeks of January felt like a tornado. We have been so busy moving from one thing to another that down time feels weird. So to wrap up the last 2 weeks.......
Ketner'sbasketball team went 10-0 in theTumwater League. Yup, they are all superstars!
( my camera is making me crazy so just bear with me....everything is either way too dark or way too bright!, It is making me suffer!)
But any way..back to the story..
Right after this game, the families were all milling about, basking in teh afterglow if you will, and something traumatic happened. I was in using the restroom and my friend Carolyn came in and asked if I would look at one of our players dad's. I of course in my labor and delivery humor said "what am i gonna do check his cervix?" As I turned the corner I saw our friend sitting on a bench pasty white and sweating. As I was assessing him he said his chest was hurting and he didn't feel well at all. Moments later he collapsed...full cardiac arrest. No pulse, no respiration's...and I tell you, God took over for me. I began compressions ("get on the chest, stay on the chest"), I did 2 breaths and started compressions again. Felt his sternum break. He started to wake up, slowly. The paramedics arrived and took him to the hospital where he was placed on a nitroglycerin drip and had some angioplasty and a stent placed. He is alive and doing so well. I saw him just this week.
After the event, I think I was still in adrenaline mode because it really didn't hit me. I have only ever done compressions on a newborn. There, I just use my 2 fingers. I have help! I have equipment! I have anything I need when I resuscitate a baby. Been there, done that. but a adult, whom I have grown to love, a parent a know? never. All i had was my two hands.
And God. And it was enough!
The next day we had the funeral of our friend who passed away the week before. Such an amazing service. So sad, but so inspiring as well. Alex and I came home from the service with our minds spinning. The weekends events turned our attitudes completely upside down. Our priorities were all rearranged. Our tolerance for some things grew small and our desire to live and love each day just grew by the minute.
This involved a few conversations with the boys. A few tears were shed together when we spoke about the reality of Tom's death and the very near death of someone else we all love.
But it all feels so good. i feel like layers have been discarded. The whole frantic-ness of feeling like there are billions of things to do, or that the kids are rude, or lazy, all disappeared.
Unfortunately for the boys, that came with a few adjustments..you know, xbox drama, bedtime drama, cell phone drama...the usual. They came home from school to this new accessory:
That's right...."OUR FAMILY RULES" front and center! Oh the grumbles, oh the horror.
Our family priorities have been revamped.........
it feels great! Even the fury friends are diggin on all the love.
To top off the week.........a 3 hour infusion! yeah. not complaining, it does his body good. The hot room and uncomfortable chair just help keep everything in perspective. At least we get to leave the hospital after each infusion. he is well enough to come home after each treatment!
{gotta have rootbear and Maui onion chips to snack on, no other way to survive!}
Whew..that's all off my chest, not on to another tournament, and yes it is 5:30 am. Sucky, sucky!