Life is good here in Wyoming, I am totally loving it. Every day I am amazed at how much easier and better life is compared to Arizona. It has been chilly here, but it’s not really that bad. We will have a storm come through, but then will have a few nicer days of sunshine before the next wave. We have done so many things in the month we have been here- swimming, library story hours, parks, sledding, shopping, church with Mom’s group, and the list goes on.
|Playing at the park that is just a couple blocks from our house.|
|Austin's angel in our back yard.|
On the way down I tried to call my Mom to get my brother’s cell number and she did not answer. I also talked to my sister to get the number and she said she had been trying my Mom and couldn’t reach her either. I said we were headed to her house after the wrestling match to spend the night, so we would be checking on her then. After the match we connected with my brother and he also said he had tried Mom with no success. We headed to my Mom’s house, and my heart fell to my stomach when we drove into her driveway and her house was dark and her car was not there. I had spoken to her that morning and she was having a lot of pain and swelling in her leg so I tried talking her into gong to the doctor. Turns out she had gone to get it checked and they found that she had blood clots from her thigh to her ankle and they admitted her to the hospital right away. She forgot to take her cell phone and did not have anyone’s numbers to let us know.
My sister headed there right away to be with her. In the morning we skipped JC’s first round and went to the hospital to see her. She was already feeling much better and happy to see us. We then headed back to the Pepsi Center and watched JC clench a 5th place victory.
One of my brother’s best friends got a luxury suite for the day to watch the tournament, so we got to hang out in there with them and it was nice!
We all headed to my Mom’s house that night and Austin loved playing with his cousins. It was really strange to stay at my Mom’s house without her there though. I kept thinking about how sad it was that six of her grandkids were there, but she wasn’t able to enjoy it.