Friday the 13th a few days late...

(DISCLAIMER:  A couple of slightly graphic pictures below!)

Sunday, July 15th was a slightly traumatic day for the Thomas family!

Jason has to be at church early on Sunday mornings to get the music ready for the service.  So, I have to get both kids up, fed, dressed, Ivy's treatments/medications done, get myself ready and get to church by 9:30am.  Therefore, Sunday mornings are always hectic and a bit chaotic.  And on this particular Sunday morning, I could not find my car keys.  So, I called my mom and asked her if she could stop by to pick us up.  I sat my iPhone on top of my mom's car as I was loading Ivy into the car seat.  The next thing I know I hear a BAM...my iPhone had slid off the roof of my mom's car onto my driveway and shattered the back of the phone (bad thing #1).  On the bright side, my phone still works and can be fixed for around $13.  Whew!

After church, the kids and I rode home with Jason since we didn't have a car there.  As we were driving down Old Georgia Rd. we had a little accident (bad thing #2).  Jason briefly reached back to mess with Ivy's leg and the next thing we know, we are heading off the road into a deep culvert.  Jason fortunately had the presence of mind to just continue on off the road instead of jerking the steering wheel, straddling the deep culvert (otherwise, we would have flipped).  The next thing I know we are headed towards someone's driveway which we went up and over and were airborn briefly before we came crashing down into someone's front yard.  Everyone was buckled except me.  I know I know, shame shame.  I usually buckle as soon as I get in the car, but this day, I had not buckled up.  Therefore, I was bounced around, hit my head on the ceiling of the truck and scraped and bruised my arm.  It was VERY scary!  Thankfully, noone was hurt and no other cars were involved.  I praised the Lord for taking care of us because afterwards I began to think about the what ifs...and I just cried.  My mom was behind us and saw the whole thing.  She stopped to make sure we were all ok.  Then, another white truck who must have witnessed the whole thing stopped to check on us (or so we thought!)  The man in the truck pulled up beside us and Jason rolled his window down.  The man said, and I quote, "You know that man?"(Talking about the mans yard we had just ran into.)  Jason said, "No."  The man said, "He aint gon like that."(Talking about the chunk of yard we took out and tire marks).  SERIOUSLY?!!!!  I was still in shock at the moment or I would have said, "Nah, we're all alright!"  He NEVER onced asked us if we were ok.  What was he thinking?  That we were having a good ole time going off road in our church clothes with our babies in the back?  Um, NO!  We did end up pulling into the man's driveway and asking him if we could help fix his yard.  He said not to worry about it.  Accidents happen, and we are so thankful that it wasn't worse.  Jason's truck's front end was messed up pretty good...stripped the license plate off the front and caused close to $1000 worth of damage...but trucks can be fixed/replaced, lives can't.

After that event, we went and ate lunch at my mom's and road down to my grandmothers house in Union to visit like we do most Sundays.  The kids all went outside (Ian, Anna, Emma, Morgan, Ryan) like they always do to play.  Anna had setup a rope swing in a tree in my grandmother's front yard and they were all taking turns swinging on it.  I was in the house, and Anna comes running in saying, "we need a towel."  I got up and went outside to see why a towel was needed.  As I go out, I see my mom holding the back of Ian's head and he is crying...a lot.  I just kept saying, "WHAT?!"  "WHAT?!"  She lifted her hand and her entire hand was RED with blood.  She then told me Ian had fallen off the rope swing and hit his head (bad thing #3...you know, b/c bad things always happen in 3's).  Finally, we got the towel and held it to Ian's head...and after what seemed like forever, the bleeding stopped.  The towel was saturated.  We were finally able to look at it close enough and this is what we saw:

After seeing that there was a pretty big puncture wound that looked like it probably needed stitches, we decided to take him on to the ER.  We (me, my mom, Ian and Ivy) left Union and drove to Spartanburg to pick up Jason and then went on to the ER at the Village at Pelham (we figured Sptbg Regional would be slammed).  So, after an hour of driving and a 3 hour wait at the ER, we were finally seen:

After flushing it with a cleaning solution, they taped a cotton swab with numbing medicine to the area and we waited for 20 minutes.  Then, they came in and put 2 staples in.  Ian screamed at first (I would too!).  Then, he said, "I didn't even feel it."  Here are the 2 staples:

Since we were all starving, we stopped at Cracker Barrel at 9:30pm to eat supper and let Ian pick out a little treat for being so brave.  I also took him to Tutti Frutti the next day per his request:

Boy, was I glad that night when we were all home and safe in our beds!