A parade and Tim Burton

So the season of Marching Band is upon us. It's Logan's last year so this is bitter sweet in so many ways. Unfortunately due to his accident he will not be in the drum line this year. You can tell this is really bothering him. They had their pre-show this past Friday and you could see the "It should be me" look on his face as he walked the field with the drummer who took his place on the line. Also, this being his last year means in 10 short months, who's counting, he will be graduating high school. How did we get here so quickly?

The up side to all this is they were able to rewrite some parts and Logan will be competing with the band in the 'pit' playing the rack. Still not sure what that means but I will hopefully find out at this Friday's football game!

The first public performance of the season was today at the Willoughby 'Last Stop' parade. I have no idea what it was for. As an adult you realize that parades are just one big commercial. One advertisement after the other. The kids did well. Logan carried the banner since he couldn't play. I am glad he got to participate. It's the little things that will get him through this.



That's him on the right with the white thing on his arm.

This is his new brace for his arm. It looks like something Tim Burton created. He's hooked up to rubber bands and has a hook super glued to his pinky and ring finger. This is to help the tendon heal. He also has to strap down these fingers when he goes to bed to avoid moving them at night.




Overall, Logan is looking at 2 years for full recovery with the nerve. He will get a little back each week but if he does everything right and follows the Doc's orders he will be back to everyday life in 3 months. He has his good days and bad but as long as the band keeps him involved he will get thru.

Here is a short video of the band playing their fight song... it is REALLY slow, (and after having compressed the video I see the quality isn't that great either) as the season continues they always sound better... they are the Marching Rebels, any guesses on the name of the song they are playing? (never mind the chatter between Ryan and I, you can see Tyler, last row of the trumpets. I say her name and another girls name and then they come into frame) Much more to come...

A stabbing and kittens... The last 24 hours

Yesterday was supposed to be a pretty normal day. I picked the kids up at the school after they returned from band camp and we went to Red Robin for lunch like we had done the past few years. The kids had a great time, it's always fun to hear them talk about the past week away and all the shenanigans. I missed them a lot and I found myself not even really hearing what they said but just looking at them and realizing how much they grew this summer.


After lunch I dropped Logan off at his Mom's house and Tyler and I went home. As I got comfortable and was settling in to take a short nap Logan comes bursting through the door yelling "I have to go to the hospital". He is wearing jeans, no shoes, no shirt and has a towel wrapped around his forearm with what looked like dried up water downed ketchup. I thought he was pulling my chain and I said "Oh get out of here" and was smiling at him. His eyes were so wide and he was really frantic and said "No seriously" and he lifted the towel just a enough for me to see and for blood to come pouring out. I quickly grabbed another towel wrapped it around his arm and told him to squeeze, hard. I had him put Ryan's house shoes on and we were walking out the door. All the while I am trying to make sure Tyler is OK and not freaked out. I get in the car and Logan is trying to put his belt on and as he moves his wounded arm away from his chest/stomach I see blood where he had his arm resting... he has already bled through another towel in less than 2 minutes. I thought through the best route to the hospital. My choices were major construction in one direction and Friday afternoon boating traffic at the marina in the other direction (one lane road each direction). I was not about to try and fight traffic and Logan's breathing is getting faster and more panicked. I decided I am calling for an ambulance. They arrived within a few minutes, it seemed longer but I am sure it wasn't. We arrived at the hospital,didn't have to wait long and they stitched him up, He received 2 or so stitches in the muscle tissue and 6 on top. Logan had mentioned that he had some numbness in his pinky and part of his ring finger. After they wrapped him up they called a hand surgeon who drove from Mentor to evaluate Logan before we left. We figured we were gonna go home and call it a day after the surgeon evaluated him. We were told that he may need surgery down the road but not immediately. Well as we were waiting Logan was told to apply pressure to his wound as he was developing a hematoma. (Blood pooling underneath the skin) About an hour or so goes by and Logan notices that he is now bleeding through the new bandage. Don't forget he has already been stitched up. Now this is where everything happened pretty quickly. The hand surgeon arrived and based on the amount of blood he saw on the bed and bandage, the area he sliced, and the numbness in the fingers he wanted to get in and check things out. We drove Logan over to Lake East hospital as Lake West's OR had a back log. Logan was in surgery for about 2 hours or so. Lost track of time. The Dr. had to repair the ulnar nerve, an artery, tendon, and muscle tissue. Logan is looking at 4-6 weeks minimum recovery. He's in good spirits today and we feel so blessed to have had such a great nurse that noticed that his injury was more severe than just a deep cut. He could have been sent home and just continued to bleed. His artery was 10/12th's severed. Here is a picture of him on the bed just after we arrived at the hospital from the ambulance ride.



Logan was in recovery for about another 2 hours and was discharged shortly after 11:00 PM



As if we didn't have enough excitement our phone rang early this afternoon and it was our neighbor calling. He wanted to know if we knew who owned the little orange and brown cat that comes around our two houses. I didn't know, but Ryan and I were feeding her when she came around. In a previous post you will see that we named her River and kind of adopted her as our outdoor kitty. We hadn't seen River for a few weeks following the fourth of July but when she did return her belly was getting bigger and bigger. The little hussy went out and got knocked up. We wanted to get her fixed but she never showed up on a regular basis for us to get her to a vet. Needless to say River gave birth just recently and picked a nice safe spot right under our neighbors shed that they are in the process of building. We went over and put the kittens in a box, got River some food and they are hanging out in Logan's room until Ryan can build them a shelter for outside. I would like you to meet Oliver, Harlow, Leeluu, and Corbin. We think there are two girls and two boys. It's hard to tell when they are this young. They are so cute!!!

Through the Good Times and the Bad...

Two weeks ago Logan decided to move out and live with his mother full time. It's been a very emotional and difficult few weeks and I haven't really known how to talk about it (or blog).

I find as I am trying to explain how we got to this point it's not that easy to explain.

Over the past 5 years I have learned a lot about split families. I am fortunate enough to have parents that are still married and I have never had to experience 1st hand two households growing up. Ryan, the same thing.

In joining this ready made family I have learned that there are two very different households. This has proved to be challenging for us as parents, so I have to imagine it's extremely difficult on the kids.

In every decision we make, mostly what battles to fight, we consider how it impacts the kids. Ryan and I ask ourselves, what are we teaching them, what are we showing them, are we being good role models, is this how we would want them to act in a similar situation. Essentially, as parents, we molding little members of society that will eventually be out on their own and the goal is to make sure we mold them into contributing members of society.

We encourage the kids to reach for the stars. If they want it, they can achieve it. The key word though is "they". We expect that they will put in the work necessary to achieve the goal/dream. Ryan and I will support and help the kids achieve their goals but we wont do it for them. We assist and support. They are both at the age where life after high school is fast approaching. Logan will be graduating next June. Repeat conversations have taken place regarding, "what are your plans"? If not college, then what?

Instead of making this entry about Logan and his decisions, I thought it best to ask for advice.

You can't force someone to want more for themselves so when they choose to be lazy, take the easy path, or not apply themselves or their skills, what do you do?