Why I have siblings..

In my text book, from a study I learned that... "only children are likely to be lonely, over indulged brats who would profit both socially and emotionally from having siblings to teach them that they are not nearly as special as they think they are."


So if any one who is a parent is worried about their children fighting.. it is healthy and because of it your kids will not be brats!! Thank you Heather for taking advantage (when we were young) of beating me up so that I am now not a brat! hahah love you Heather (Adam Shani and Heidi were nice to me :))

Beware of the Ides of March

Woody is getting better and is moving around more. He is going to work and is driving himself! He borrows grandma and grandpa's flippin sweet gold convertable so, again, I don't feel TOO bad for him. He is getting pretty handy with his crutches and gettin himself around. The other day he came into the store with me and got to ride on the electric cart, you know the ones that old people use haha but coool! His leg is still slightly swollen really bruised and very painful. But as always he is a champ.

Simply because I can here are some thoughts that have been going round my head lately:

- Since driving Woody around and trying to be careful not to hurt his leg I have noticed that Alpine has the WORST ROADS EVER! There is not a single road that is smooth in the slightest, and I ask myself is this a small town thing? I still can't believe I live in a small town, so small there is not even anywhere to get ice cream!!!
- There are no street lights in Utah. Street lights are the best invention ever. To a kid, they are heaven on earth because when it gets dark you can still play outside and feel pretty safe. Also they are a needed commodity while driving. However, Utah has a general lack of street lights and it just buggles my mind. Again, why don't they have street lights? Woody and I's neighborhood is seriously lacking, I almost hit a dog the other night due to lack of lights, what gives!
- My job is going to give me ulcers. I work as a receptionist and overall it's a pretty laid back job.. I am after all writing this at work SH! Don't tell. but I definitely received like as little training as possible, basically all I got was how to answer to phone so I have had to figure things out by myself. Whenever a situation comes up that I have no idea how to handle, I always have a couple minutes of high stress before I come up with a solution.
- I am so tired!! Last night I laid in bed waiting for Woody to read scriptures and such, I was not planning on going to sleep just laying. I remember seeing woody coming in on his crutches and a package of crackers held in his teeth (his third hand) just remember thinking he was cute..and the next thing I know.. Beep beep beep it's time to get up!! hahaha I did not even make it for when he got into bed!! I am in desperate need of a spring break, but wait BYU does not have one, Crap.

p.s. did my title intrigue you into reading my post that it has nothing to do with? haha

He escaped!!!

Woody got all his permits done (doctor's appointment) and was able to escape from his house arrest on Wednesday! Unfortunately getting out is not as good as it's cracked up to be, it was very very painful! But the doctor unwrapped his leg to a wonderful bruised and yellow and real swollen leg. We got some x-rays and saw the rod and the screws.... kind of gave me the chills to see the screws in his bone YUCK! But the doctor took out the stitches and said that his leg was looking good... still pretty broken but healing. Since his leg was still pretty swollen the doctor said to keep it elevated and that when the swelling goes down then he can get back to real life, he said by Monday would be the earliest. But Woody is ready to get going so were heading to work on Friday! Hopefully he'll make it were going to bring his blanket to prop his leg. But as for now my poor Woody is still hanging on the couch and I think it is starting to drive him crazy! Thanks again for all your concerns and thank you for your prayers we appreciate them greatly

The nurse becomes the patient and the patient becomes the nurse

Semi-decent pictures of the x-ray.. yucky yucky

Woody (Metal) just hanging out playing some x-box.. and all of you felt bad for him like he had a hard life or something

The GOODS most take from the hospital... tub full of bathroom essentials, pills, ice machine, breathing machine, portable potty, baby wipes, and of course a bag of recess cups

Everything all situated

Woody (now referred to as Metal) got released from the hospital Wednesday morning and has just been hanging out at home. I go to work in the mornings and then come back around one to take care of my handicap :) Unfortunately I am not a very good nurse because I keep not lifting his leg correctly which ends up in a couple of minutes of pain for Metal and me just saying "oops sorry! I didn't mean to!!" But overall Metal is starting to feel better and do a little bit more which is good. He has his next doctor appointment on Wednesday so I'm looking forward to testing out our handicap stickers!! Front row parking here I come... I always knew I deserved rock star parking.

But it is definitely an interesting experience. Woody doesn't hardly ever get sick and this is his first broken bone, so he usually is not the one laying around getting waited on hand and foot. Whereas, I am used to being the one sick and afflicted. So I am currently learning on how to be the nurse and Woody is learning VERY quickly how to be the patient. Having now experienced both I do believe that it is easier to be the sick and afflicted, all you have to do is lay around all day!! I guess the pain is a bit of a draw back though.... Hm. nah still easier.

We'll keep you posted on the status!

Oh the other shoe.. where are you?

Well, as I am sure you have heard Woody and I have had quite the experience these past couple of days. Monday morning Woody was playing in a basketball class at school, he went up to get a rebound and something went seriously wrong on his way down. Wood says he can't remember how he landed or anything, but he broke both his tibia and his fibula. They were both completely broken and he had some bone fragments as well. He says that the snap was so loud his coach heard it from the opposite side of the gym... EW! So he went to the emergency room that morning. Unfortunately Woody's body and pain killers aren't friends. He got four shots of morphine on his way to the hospial and none of them worked... so they gave him something that sounds like phitenel which didn't work so then they gave him some dilauded. After this however he got a rash on his neck and chest... so he had an allergic reaction and then got some benidryl and steriods (Wood has never had this much medicine his whole life combined!!) and unfortunately dilauded is supposedly the best the hospital can give him, but he's allergic and none of the other pain killers really work for him.. so sad then Monday night he went into surgery. He had a rod put into his leg with nails to hold it in place by his knee and ankle. Both the rod and screws/nails (i dunno) are permanent, so any nicknames such as 'metal man' are now officially welcome... he'll go from being called wood to metal, that's an upgrade right? Metal is cooler than wood? ANYWAYS his surgery went for three hours when the doctor told us TWO! So that was a little nerve racking. But the doctor came after three hours, showed me a x-ray of the newly placed rod (it's HUGE!) and said that Woody was in recovery waking up and should be back in about 15-20 minutes. An HOUR later.. still no Woody! I finally went to ask a nurse who said that Woody had a reaction to the anesthesia, but would be coming back to the room shortly.

The surgery did go well and Woody is the biggest champ I know. yesterday he got up and walked on crutches (sp?) twice. The doctor came in this morning and unwrapped his leg and said he could go home after physical therapy today. His leg is still extremly swollen so the doctor said no moving around for Woody, but like I said he's a champ. He hardly complains and is even not very grumpy. Even though his pain medication is not the best. I have been just hangning out at the hospital and staring at the most handsome guy I know. His smile just brightens my day .. the best time of day is when he eats because he is always starving and his mood improves after he has had a good meal, and he looks pretty cute when he's eating :) I am so grateful for Woody and how he is handling this, he truly is tough tough tough and is still just as sweet as sweet can be to me.

Thank you all for your prayers and concerns we deeply appreciate them all and have felt them.

And for now Woody won't have to worry about his other shoe.. he just needs his right one :)