Shari
IsItFridayYet?
I love my ex in laws to death. But I'll be honest, the deal today stung. I really think it was exMIL not thinking things thru, and I will talk to her, and I have no doubt it will be ok. I really think it wasn't intentional.
Saturday night, we went to husband's sister's house because nephew was home. They got to talking about the night of the accident. husband called his parents to come help get the other kids and horses home while he went to the hospital in the ambulance with me. I knew that.
Now, I was not hysterical or crying. I had just talked a 12 year old thru putting on a touriquet. I called 911 and gave the operator directions. I told her there were 80 horses on the road, tell the responders no sirens. I asked husband about bleeding and he checked in for me. We were not hysterical thru this.
But after he called his mom, she turned around and called his sister, told her I had lost a lot of blood, was in critical condition, and she needed to get to the hospital now. I was transported as class 1 by nature if the accident, but at no point was I ever critical. And his mom swears up and down this is what she was told....this was what was going on. Ok. so anyway, hahaha.
So last night, I'm talking to easy child 1 and I tell him this info. He says thats funny, cause while he was loading up horses and kids and the buggy (husband's parent came to the wreck and got husband's dog. that's all.) he met them 4 times. I said how did you meet them 4 times? He said they followed him as he made the repeated trips to get everything and everyone picked up and delivered.
So, while Two Brooms has just told my sister in law to get to the ER now cause I'm dying, she's picked up husband's dog, and is watching my son take my step-daughter, her grand-daughter home, take home 2 loads of horses, and go back for a buggy in the road. If I'm dying, shouldn't my son be heading to the hospital??? If I'm dying, why are they following him around?
So then tonight, we had dinner with friends. The night of the accident came up again (apparently they had a great time in that waiting room. lol) My friend said husband's sister kept watching her watch....she was worried that it was taking too long cause her friend was making nephew gumbo and she didn't want him to miss it.
And then Two Brooms, who can't walk, refused a wheelchair as they moved the herd from waiting room to waiting room as I was shuffled thru different tests and surgeries. So while husband is supposed to hurry, she's hollering "wait for me".
And apparently when word came down that I was, overall, ok, other than I might lose a foot and would be needing several (at that time they were talking 8-10) more surgeries, Two Brooms began planning Thanksgiving dinner, which was to have been at my house on Tuesday, so that she could have it her house on Tuesday, since I wouldn't be cooking.
My God, I wish I didn't know any of this.
I think I have confirmation of where I stand in that family. Just wish I didn't feel like an outcast in the exInLaw's family today, as well....
Saturday night, we went to husband's sister's house because nephew was home. They got to talking about the night of the accident. husband called his parents to come help get the other kids and horses home while he went to the hospital in the ambulance with me. I knew that.
Now, I was not hysterical or crying. I had just talked a 12 year old thru putting on a touriquet. I called 911 and gave the operator directions. I told her there were 80 horses on the road, tell the responders no sirens. I asked husband about bleeding and he checked in for me. We were not hysterical thru this.
But after he called his mom, she turned around and called his sister, told her I had lost a lot of blood, was in critical condition, and she needed to get to the hospital now. I was transported as class 1 by nature if the accident, but at no point was I ever critical. And his mom swears up and down this is what she was told....this was what was going on. Ok. so anyway, hahaha.
So last night, I'm talking to easy child 1 and I tell him this info. He says thats funny, cause while he was loading up horses and kids and the buggy (husband's parent came to the wreck and got husband's dog. that's all.) he met them 4 times. I said how did you meet them 4 times? He said they followed him as he made the repeated trips to get everything and everyone picked up and delivered.
So, while Two Brooms has just told my sister in law to get to the ER now cause I'm dying, she's picked up husband's dog, and is watching my son take my step-daughter, her grand-daughter home, take home 2 loads of horses, and go back for a buggy in the road. If I'm dying, shouldn't my son be heading to the hospital??? If I'm dying, why are they following him around?
So then tonight, we had dinner with friends. The night of the accident came up again (apparently they had a great time in that waiting room. lol) My friend said husband's sister kept watching her watch....she was worried that it was taking too long cause her friend was making nephew gumbo and she didn't want him to miss it.
And then Two Brooms, who can't walk, refused a wheelchair as they moved the herd from waiting room to waiting room as I was shuffled thru different tests and surgeries. So while husband is supposed to hurry, she's hollering "wait for me".
And apparently when word came down that I was, overall, ok, other than I might lose a foot and would be needing several (at that time they were talking 8-10) more surgeries, Two Brooms began planning Thanksgiving dinner, which was to have been at my house on Tuesday, so that she could have it her house on Tuesday, since I wouldn't be cooking.
My God, I wish I didn't know any of this.
I think I have confirmation of where I stand in that family. Just wish I didn't feel like an outcast in the exInLaw's family today, as well....
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