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Apr. 28th, 2012
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Apr. 28th, 2012 10:14 pmyesterday was crazy.
My father and his wife are moving to the next town over. Next Tuesday. From southern Maine. They have been packing and organizing and all that, and then my dad fell down some small stairs and broke a collar bone and some ribs. On Thursday. They got him to the doctor, and then to the hospital, where they x-rayed him and kept him for observation, on account of an artery and some strangeness in the spine x-rays. The artery is fine. An MRI showed chipping on a vertebra, so they clapped him into a back brace and he is coping. He says if he doesn't move he doesn't hurt.
Yesterday I got a ride to Maine with my step-sister so I could bring my father's car back here because there's no way he can drive it. This plan was composed in 5 minutes, and entailed me calling for help with all the afternoon child schlepping I was supposed to accomplish, but it worked. Luckily she hadn't gotten more than a mile or so past my house, so she swung back and fetched me, and we up. I like her, but we are neither of us terribly talkative, so it was a quiet trip.
My step-mother was endearingly twitchy about the movers dealing with her "family archives" - the research she has collected on her family's stories. So we put it in the car, (we were only allowed to carry one box at a time) and I drove it home. I could see her relax when we managed to fit all her boxes into the car.
I arrived home in time to attend the middle school variety show. My favorite piece was a young man playing fife while the reunion of the Fellowhip was reenacted behind him. The dwarf was a teacher with a beard on his knees, Gandalf was a friend of Alice's with her long hair ponytailed under her chin to double as a beard, and there was a good deal of thumping and swords.
And then I slept for 12 hours and finally rode a horse.
And that is why there was no circle yesterday. We'll know more about my dad on Monday. I have to hang a show in a local cafe on Monday, and then I have to start a handful of smaller landscape pieces as well as maybe a few more chickens and a duck, to be on display at a gallery in Shelburne Falls for the summer.
My father and his wife are moving to the next town over. Next Tuesday. From southern Maine. They have been packing and organizing and all that, and then my dad fell down some small stairs and broke a collar bone and some ribs. On Thursday. They got him to the doctor, and then to the hospital, where they x-rayed him and kept him for observation, on account of an artery and some strangeness in the spine x-rays. The artery is fine. An MRI showed chipping on a vertebra, so they clapped him into a back brace and he is coping. He says if he doesn't move he doesn't hurt.
Yesterday I got a ride to Maine with my step-sister so I could bring my father's car back here because there's no way he can drive it. This plan was composed in 5 minutes, and entailed me calling for help with all the afternoon child schlepping I was supposed to accomplish, but it worked. Luckily she hadn't gotten more than a mile or so past my house, so she swung back and fetched me, and we up. I like her, but we are neither of us terribly talkative, so it was a quiet trip.
My step-mother was endearingly twitchy about the movers dealing with her "family archives" - the research she has collected on her family's stories. So we put it in the car, (we were only allowed to carry one box at a time) and I drove it home. I could see her relax when we managed to fit all her boxes into the car.
I arrived home in time to attend the middle school variety show. My favorite piece was a young man playing fife while the reunion of the Fellowhip was reenacted behind him. The dwarf was a teacher with a beard on his knees, Gandalf was a friend of Alice's with her long hair ponytailed under her chin to double as a beard, and there was a good deal of thumping and swords.
And then I slept for 12 hours and finally rode a horse.
And that is why there was no circle yesterday. We'll know more about my dad on Monday. I have to hang a show in a local cafe on Monday, and then I have to start a handful of smaller landscape pieces as well as maybe a few more chickens and a duck, to be on display at a gallery in Shelburne Falls for the summer.