So, I had all my quilty stuff set up and ready to go....then I start getting phone calls over this.....
That's a four inch screw embedded an inch into my son's foot.....
There's the X-ray. It went between his big toe and the one next to it. The doctor at the ER had to get a screwdriver and literally unscrew it from his foot!!!
I get home from taking the hubby to work (30 miles each direction) so I can have the truck to get to work myself at o' dark thirty this coming morning. I'm sitting out on the balcony talking with my daughter when I get this phone call from a number I don't recognize. Okay...if it's important, they will leave a message.
And he did....
"Mom, I stepped on a screw and it's stuck in my foot through my shoe. I can't find my dad or his girlfriend. Call me."
So I immediately call back the number and his step-sister of sorts answers. They were headed over to the local fire department to find out what they should do. I call the fire department, and they said they looked at it and he needs to go to a hospital to have it removed. They tried to pull it out, but couldn't...too much pain. They had no idea how far in it actually was.
So....I call the kids back and tell them I am calling the in-laws to set up a ride to the hospital. Call the in-laws. Brother in law is grabbing keys and heading to fire department. I call the hospital. Explain what's happening and that the boy is en route.
Boy shows up at hospital. I get call from ER. "We need permission to treat." You've got it. Then the next call (of course) is billing information. Whatever...just fix the kid.
That's when the son-in-law sent me the pictures.
Meanwhile...the boy's dad is still nowhere to be found. I won't even get into that one.
Boy gets checked out and calls me. Says the nurse was hot, the foot hurts, and oh, did I mention the nurse was hot? That's a teenage boy for ya;)
No stitches, just some antibiotics, a tetanus shot, and some bandaging. Told him to go home and get some rest.
In the middle of all this, I did some piecing....
This just proves to me that quilting truly is a stress reliever!! Notice the deviation from the pattern with the little star in the middle of the new green and brown block? Yep, that's how I like it;)
Now that I know the boy is going to be okay, it's time for me to go to bed. I have to be up before the crack of dawn, and I don't fair well without sleep;)
Happy Quilting, and Happy Mommy'ing to all;)