Thursday, March 27, 2008

Friday Cemetery Blogging


But hopefully not void.


This has turned into an interesting week. Remember my dad? Who just had the highly entertaining open heart surgery? I was at work Tuesday afternoon when caller ID showed that his church was calling. When I answered, the nice lady on the other end of the line said, "You're not gonna believe this."


Dad fell off his bike and broke a rib and punctured a lung.


When I got to the hospital, he and my mom were worried sick. About the dog.


Dad rides his bike every day. The dog runs along side and, dad admits, occassionally pulls the bike down the road with his leash. GB is one huge, strong dog. This time dad was making a wobbly turn on some gravel when he and the dog got tangled up. Cue ambulance.


The dog was fine. The bike is fine. Dad is gonna live. And I got to spend some quality time at the hillbilly hospital.



Yeah, that fence is six feet tall. GB is standing on a stack of firewood.

24 comments:

annie said...

Very funny tombstone humor, Rachel!

I think your dad is having to many adventures for this stage of his life! Thank God it was not any worse than it was.

annie said...

Darn, I see a typo, and it bugs me. "Too" many adventures, that is what I meant!

Tauratinzwe said...

Is your family real or are you taking a creative writing class? ;-)

Love it!

dust bunny said...

The drama just never ends down your way!
Glad your dad is ok...although a broken rib and punctured lung sound like a 10+ on the Ouchie Scale.

Rev Kim said...

Glad your dad (and the dog) are okay. GB is beautiful!

SpookyRach said...

annie: You're right. Dad was grousing that most people fall off their bike and break a bone when they are little kids. He had to wait until after he was 60 years old.

tauratinze: If I could make stuff like this up, I'd quit my day job and become a novelist. Seriously. :)

dust bunny and Kim: thanks! and yep, I think 10 on the ouchie scale is probably pretty close.

Presbyterian Gal said...

Thank goodness they're all OK. Good lookin' dog there.

Princess of Everything (and then some) said...

I told people what happened and they say....motorcycle? And I say...no bicycle.

I love the tombstone!

JenStar said...

Glad your dad is will be okay. You have had a lot of dog drama this week. One eats babies and the other causes accidents!

Dijea said...

Does your dad have a good sense of humor? Get him some training wheels for Father's Day.

NULL - you think they would have done a name change. Kind of like my mother's friend. Gaye Bottoms. Wouldn't you change your name if it was Gaye Bottoms, or at least kept your maiden name?

Can't wait for next Friday.

Bunny Bunster said...

Beautiful doggie!! Golden? Looks a lot like my Annie the outside dog.
Glad your dad, his bike and the dog are all OK.

Bunny Bunster said...

How tall is your dad? 7 foot?

SpookyRach said...

Ah, yes, dad does have a good sense of humor and the training wheels have already been mentioned.

(Not quite 7 feet, bunny. 6'7".)

Crimson Rambler said...

Can't send your Dad a hug until that rib heals -- I'll bet even a hearty handshake is "contra-indicated" for the moment! So just all manner of good wishes for speedy recovery -- and an affectionate cuff-on-the-head for the Hound of the Baskervilles!

Sue said...

I'm glad everyone is going to be allright. Sweet doggie!!

Ricë said...

glad your dad--and dog--is/are OK. have i mentioned that i love you? well, you via your blog, anyway. you should post twice a day so those of us down here in midland have something to look forward to (that would be, "something to which to. . .") lord knows we can't all just sit around holding our breaths hoping george and laura might show up.

Patti said...

Only in your family! I hope he heals fast.

Purechristianithink said...

Yup--people's have got them some funny names. Glad your dad will be okay.

lorna (see throughfaith) said...

ouch!

Janie said...

glad your dad's okay!

jonboy said...

To top things off ... and I haven't even told Rach this yet, but two days later, his teeth fell out while eating breakfast. He just got a new bridge for his front two teeth (which he lost via car accident 40 years ago) and while we're eating breakfast, they just fall out.
Had to take him to the dentist, and after hearing him tell the accident story yet again, I finally said, "Geez dad, couldn't you at least tell people you got hit by a car?"

zorra said...

Great picture. I'm glad they're all right.

Have your ears been burning? We missed you.

DogBlogger said...

I can't believe he pulled such a stunt with so many RevGals away from blog contact. Zorra's right: we were talking about you and your baby-eating dog on our very own corner of the Lido deck.

Glad your dad is on the way to recovery... may it be speedy!

ElastiGirl said...

yup - had a few giggles on the lido deck over the baby-eating dog! maybe a three-wheeled bike for your dad and a harness centered at the front for the dog - with a reflective orange triangle on the back... could be a whole new storyline!