My mom said something that struck me today, and so did my sister. I truly want them both to know that there is not ever a reason to thank us for anything, not ever, not me or Troy. It is extremely hard I know for my brother and sister to be living so far away from my parents and my texting them & sending pictures or whatever is not me doing anything out of the ordinary, they would do this for me and I know it, i do not ever doubt that, our family is too wonderfully & weirdly close to leave anyone hanging like that.
My phone rang this am and I wasn’t even awake yet. I haven’t slept well since this began in October, when I do sleep, it is like a coma I hear nothing at all. That’s not good. . So I kinda gather myself here and get a text from Sis. We are trying to plan out how this all is going to work moving my dad to physical therapy rehab facility. Then my mom calls saying the meeting at the aftercare place went well and she will give me a heads up call to meet them there when my dad arrives about one.
Sitting with only needing my shoes on waiting on the call to arms from my mom to help make this move as smooth as we could, that was not out of the ordinary just like my sister calling straight away, so very quickly for replacement parts for his vest therapy thingy and getting them overnighted. When her number pops up earlier than scheduled, she conveys my dad wants Troy and I at the hospital to help my mom move his numerous machines (sleep apnea thingy & the $17,000 vest thingy that helps him cough)
Change of plan, what Dad says, we do, it’s pretty much that simple.
I don’t think she realizes how concerned he is about her and making sure she is okay too. They were both very nervous about doing this and no amount of hearing “He will be fine” was simply not going to cut it today I don’t care what anyone says, that wasn’t going to help. Dad knew that too, After almost a month in the hospital, he’s weak and when things go wrong in my family, 9 times out of 10 it goes haywire, screwy, no one believes that could happen kind of wrong. I swear I’m not kidding. From my dad carrying a box and something falls out while trying to save it, he drops the box and ends up with 16 stitches I think, down his shin. My dog deciding to dive into the pool while I was underwater and landing right on me, and slicing my eyelid open with her claw in the process and I’m home alone, in my bikini needing stitches. Or hopping the fence as a kid and missing enough that the top of the fence spears my thigh and ruined my new Jordache or Cakvin Klein jeans, not to mention being stuck on the fence. The garage door being closed on your head, my dad thought I wasn’t so close it would clear me, whoops! Or your x husband leaving a cubbard door open and you walking directly into it and knocking yourself unconscious, waking up my kids scared & crying and having no clue what’s happening, again needing stitches. I think the scariest one was at six or seven my mom making me wear this ridiculous dress to school and all I did was fuss and complain and by George promise her that I was going to ruin it so I never ever had to wear it again. After school while goofing with my friends between ours and our neighbors houses well, I lose my footing and did a superman into their chimney. With a gigantic gash bleeding like crazy on my face, I find my parents in the kitchen so I announce pretty loudly almost happily, “I won’t have to wear this dress again, I ruined it”. My parents about passed out as the turned to me in the kitchen, in complete shock, I had blood everywhere like i had severed an artery. I wasn’t scared until my mom shrieked! Guess what? A whole lot of stitches that time!
So when it goes wrong, trust me, it really goes wrong in my family and it’s usually me and my dad this crazy stuff happens to!
So as my mom is telling me my dad wants us there, I was already moving, the mission had began:
1) shoes 2) brush teeth 3) bathroom.
Then I’ll be on my way Mom
I motioned Troy, he knew it was time so as I hit #3 on that short list my mom says “Dont Rush. Oh no, what about your kids? After school?” “Mom, they know what to do, they have a key, we told them yesterday what was going on”. Her response was “You are a good kid thank you” To which I said, ” thanks is not needed, I’m no different than my brother or sister, you guys taught us right the first time, my kids know what to do but so do your kids, we are on our way now, 20 minutes tops” maybe not verbatim but pretty darn close.
I love my family fiercely and would walk thru fire for them. I found myself telling Troy thank you for helping keep everyone calm, his strong presence I know helped me as we were outside waiting and I kinda sighed and put my head on his chest, he hugged me and truth be told, I needed that I felt safe, that everything is gonna be alright’ moment, like when my dad said when I gashed open my eye, leg and my head, ‘everything will be alright, I got you!” I am so grateful he was there. This has been anything but easy. He looked at me straight in the eye and said ‘why would you even say thank you?’ I am here for you.” Well, fact of the matter is some people aren’t even if they say they will be there but get annoyed or mad if anyone actually asks for help. I know he is there and don’t ever leave me hung out to dry or throw me under any bus, I wouldn’t do it to him either.
When it comes to loved ones, family and close knit friends, my parents taught us well, I have not ever forgetton that, if I did, that would be more than disrespectful to both of my parents and they are such caring and loving people who did nothing but show love to us always. My dad has thrown us many of his goofy faces that have that “WTH?” look (he’s good at it!), he has said many many times “You need to act like you have some damn sense!” “If you want to go out and stay out all night, fine but if you can’t get up the next day and do what you said you’d do, I would suggest you don’t stay out all night there missy!” I think i could actually write a book on “Jack’s quotes, simplistic yet profound words of wisdom”
Now listen to me, young lady, mom bought you a new pair of penny loafers, now people put pennies in them for luck, I’m putting quarters and you will wear them whenever you go out, and I won’t ever have to hear again: “I didn’t have any money to call and say I’m going to be late dad’ You can call twice!
All I could think was ….gee thanks Dad! I’m wasnt ever late again, I had absoluteltly no desire to ever need those quarters or a pay phone.
Yes, my mom has called me by my first, middle & last name, more than once, it rolled out well from her mouth and stopped us dead in our tracks just like it works for every other mother in this world. She’s wanted to throttle my neck, whatever that actually means, she’s said it. “do I have to get a switch?” Holy crao no you don’t need to get a switch!! I’ve never seen a switch in action, but my parents stories scarred the mortal hell out of me since I was 4!! No damn switches!!
So yes, we had ‘bad kid’ moments but overall we all were good kids. When it comes right down to it all, honesty, I should thank my parents for raising us right. My own children should as well. They should be happy as la lark that I’ve not ever said “do I need to get a switch?” Scariest sentences in this whole wide world!!
Troy is a part of us now, stuck like glue Mister, They say you can’t get out of death and taxes, well, best add ‘the family’ to that list, and strap in because I’m not letting go and I’ll tell you this: you will always know you are loved, no question in that AND the other thing you can plan on is that it won’t ever be boring, not ever, no, we do not understand that word at all in this family.
Oh, and by the way, my daughter inherited the knack we have for getting hurt and my son wasn’t left out, oh no. he has bizarre things happen to him too… It’s all in the family, one for all and all for one, I guess that makes us The 8 Musketeers in the house that Jack built.