Well, I was hoping to be able to share some new photos of the house with everyone this evening. Have you ever heard the expression, "Man plans and God laughs"?
Today started off with a delivery from Sears. The new freezer is here! They "wore" it into the house, got it downstairs, and voila! it works! Amazing.
I ran some errands, went to Scott Air Force Base for some shopping at the Commissary (I feel violated by the outrageous prices at the local grocery store.) Picked up Zevi from school, got his glasses adjusted, dropped him off at home and headed to Marshall's to score some warm and cozy blankets and a mirror for the hall. Lo and behold, I found some cute clothes to try on so I headed to the dressing room. I had just gotten the first adorable dress on when my phone rang. It was Mordechai with a screaming Zevi; he had an accident and was "bleeding badly". 911 had been called so I rushed out of the dressing room and hurried home.
He was COVERED in blood. An ER doc who lives nearby had come to see how he was and the neighborhood was gathered nearby. The nice red University City Fire Department ambulance came screaming up the block. Zevi was crying, clutching his knee, saying over and over, "I am going to die today."
They loaded him up. Scary to see your 7 year old in a spine immobilizer, going into an ambulance. I rode with him and Mordechai followed AGAIN to Children's Hospital. (We were just there a few weeks ago for his chin. He got glue that time.)
Baruch Hashem he was wearing his helmet! He apparently blacked out and can't remember what happened. I called one of the older girls over who had seen what happened. He was riding his bike with his helmet on and he was looking behind him. He hit Mordechai's parked car (and he dented it!) and passed out. He was bleeding pretty badly from his nose and cheek and it looked like there was a big cut on his head. In the end he has a concussion, fluid on his knee and a cut on his cheek that required stitches. He said if either of us takes a photo of him our face will look like his. (His "attitude" remains unchanged by his accident.) It must have been very scary because he kept crying saying he was scared. I asked him what he was scared about and he was convinced he was going to die. BH he is ok, but he refuses to be seen by his friends since he looks so ugly. He has quite a shiner and is totally swollen. He is on crutches with a knee immobilizer. Oh my! What an evening!!! To finish it off, we got all the way home and as we pulled into the driveway, he puked in the backseat of the van! As if we weren't exhausted enough!
So maybe later this week, after Goldie arrives (she is coming early to help me for Pesach cooking, and now Zevi duty!) I will be able to take some photos.
Many friends called to check on us and one even brought us dinner (we got to the ER at 5:45 pm and left at 10:30 pm). Everyone had heard about what happened and was concerned. It felt nice to be so thought of!
So tomorrow is another day and hope it brings a fresh new car smell at the car wash and a boy who feels better!