A few months ago my son signed up for a ski trip with his school's rec club. The trip is this weekend. My son had to be at school at 7:15 to get all of his gear to school before the other kids arrived. They left for the slopes just after school today.
About an hour ago the teacher leading the ski trip called and said that we had to come up to get Andrew because Andrew was in a fist fight with another boy. This boy is a wrestler on Andrew's team and what probably happened was that they got to horsing around/wrestling and it got out of hand.
My husband is on his way to get Andrew. He is riding up with the father of the other boy, with whom we are friends.
Just before my husband left I got a text message from my mom and dad's next door neighbor saying that my dad fell and cut his head. I called the neighbor's cell phone and discovered they had all been at the hospital for the past two and a half hours.
I guess that my dad tripped and fell and cut his head open. My mom had a couple of beers and didn't think she should drive so she called the neighbor (who does not have a license) whose girlfriend drove them all to the hospital. The hospital is keeping my dad because his blood pressure is unusually low. They took xrays of his shoulder as well. He is on oxygen too.
My son and my father, both in trouble in different ways. Maybe this happened with my dad so I would realize how trivial the issue is with my son in the big picture. My son's problem will be an anecdote in his life, told at some point with humor. Whereas my dad's problem will never be told with humor.
They both are scared in their own way, Andrew about the consequences he knows he will face and Dad about...well maybe about the same thing.
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My parents are getting to the age where I worry about them more than they worry about me. My Dad had a minor car accident last week. There is no reason to believe that it has anything to do with his age, but I worry that it might.
I suppose that is the natural way of things but it does feel strange.
They say that Grandparents and Grandchildren are allies against the common enemy in the middle. Don't they realize that we are watching out for both sides? Probably not...
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