Not One For An Uneventful Week

Well, in an effort to fit every event in the summer possible...the kids and I spent Friday visiting Gramma Jo in Atchison. We took her to Marigolds for a spot of pie, it was a nice visit. She is struggling with her memory, originally we were going to visit Denton, but her directions were all wrong, and I didn't have the heart to tell her, so when she suggested we just stop by a garage sale instead, I agreed, and we avoided getting lost all together.


We finished Friday at the Washington County Fair with Gramma and Grandpa Dixon. Kati and Ian jumped on inflatable big thingys until they could just jump no more, Doni was just too cool for such nonsense, however, it became a great deal more interesting as the night moved on and the boys came out...Now you would think that those events would make an exciting enough weekend, but we had to Perkinsize it.


Saturday afternoon out at the farm I took the Ian and Kati out the pet the horses, and everything was fine, right up until it wasn't. Something spooked one of the horses and it knocked Ian over. The horse then proceeded to trample on him. Iam took a front hoof directly on the chest, and the got kicked and rolled as the horse ran over him. I dove on top of him, and got him moved before any more damage could be done. Of course, after I grabbed him I thought shit, what if his back or neck are hurt, but I just ran. I got the kids out and ran him into the barn to check him out. He was screaming, so the lungs were good. After I laid him on his back he seemed a bit okay, but his right collar bone bent in a few too many places. Dad and I took him to the ER.

Marysville has a very small town ER. As I have been to many ER's in Kansas, this one was really, un-High Tech. But once they figured out Dad and I were not kidding, they became much more helpful, and things progressed. Within an hour, we where in and out. Ian came out of that horrific event with a broken collar bone, and a few scrapes. They put his arm in a sling and tried to send us on our way. Ian had to correct the Dr though. His arm was FINE, it was his SHOULDER that hurt. So after a medicinal band-aid on his shoulder, and another discussion with the DR about how this would not work because SPIDERMAN needs 2 ARMS to FLY, we headed home with some tylenol and an ice pack.

Dad had offered to let me change before we left, and I just looked at him and said, THIS IS NOT A FASHION SHOW, and we went on our way. After we left the hospital I looked down. I was mud and road rash from head to toe, and there was some horse poop mixed in. I was truly a mess. I let Dad go into the store to pick up the Motrin.


Ian is doing well, he has a sling and needs to keep that arm immobile for 4 days, and then he can start using it a bit. But he can be as active as he feels. He is bruised and covered in BATMAN Band-Aids. I hope to have the X-Ray pics to post soon. When I asked for the x-rays to take to our Dr, he laughed and commented this would be a great Scrapbooking page....I TOTALLY FELT OUTTED......But I got em......Chat later. Jen