It turns out my mom fractured her pelvis in her recent fall. I took her to the doctor on Thursday because she did not seem to be getting better. They checked her directly into the hospital. They ran tests. The xray of her lungs indicate all is well. The xray of her head indicates the same old stuff we already knew. The xray of her hips indicated a fractured pelvis. she probably glows in the dark now. They've succeeded in gettering her up on her feet twice today and now I am preparing to take her to an elevated care facility that will tend to her more thoroughly than her present place.
While I've been dealing with the mom crisis and work deadlines Peter has been re-roofing his mother's house. All by himself. He spent several days on the roof ripping off old roofing, replacing rotted boards, putting up those other supporting boards (which have a technical name but I don't remember what they are) and such. Then it started to rain. He worked through the night, in the rain, by himself.
Men.
At least he didn't fall. He did end up with swollen knees, sore feet, sore hands, sore elbows and more. My manly he-man turned into a whiney man (his words not mine) for all of yesterday. Today he announced that he was all recovered and he's back up on the roof.
Men!
But man I love this one. Whiney-butt or not.
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