A wrench in the plans

I was on a great roll with my blogging.  I had plans for a nice post with pictures of projects, discussions on more upcoming projects and a story of helping someone at a craft store.  But then it happened….

 My wonderful husband, while bonding with his 6 year old son, took a wrong step and ended up being carted away in an ambulance.

Here’s the full scoop.  It was the last day of soccer.  A very casual soccer class at the town rec center.  They invited the parents to play with the kids.  So, being a good sport, he joined in.  I took the 3 year old over to the section he was signed up to play in (he refused to actually play but liked to watch)  We got a bit bored and decided to find Daddy.  We spot him being carried accross the gym to the lobby of the center.  Now, you must understand, that my husband is not a small individual at 6′ 3″ and 295 lbs.  So seeing two relatively small men trying to carry him about 40 yards is a bit scary when you have no idea what has just happened.  Some time passed and he was still unable to walk.  It was decided that an ambulance would need to be called.  They took him to the ER and he was released with a “sprained knee” diagnosis a couple hours later.  A trip to the Orthopedic Dr. today revealed that, rather than a sprained knee, he has actually ripped his quadricep tendon.  This means surgery and a 6-10 week recovery period.  Fun.  Tomorrow he will have an MRI to verify the Dr’s determination of the problem.  Getting him out of the house is an interesting experience that can only be accomplished with him sitting on the floor of his father’s conversion van. 

So, no pictures today.  It’s late and nurse duty makes me tired and cranky so it’s off to bed for me.  Perhaps tomorrow will be a better day for blogging.  I have started a new project, it’s quite nice.   More on that later.  I’ve also recieved more yarn and have a bit more yarn and 3 books on the way.