Friday, July 30, 2010

Flashback Friday....Geo vs. the Train

This post is a flashback. It takes place when we were in Indianapolis for Dental School. I decided to post it because we are having such great luck with cars these days. This post is dedicated to all cars that have ever gone head to head with a train.

One night, as many nights in Indiana, John was studying late at the dental school. He had a big test the next morning, so he was making it a rather late night. It was probably about 12:30 a.m. when he finished up and left for home. We lived about 15 minutes from the dental school. The route from the dental school to home took you through an industrial looking area. One of the roads had a couple of railroad tracks that crossed it. Two sets of raised tracks were regularly used, and looked like "official" train tracks. They were illuminated by street lights, warning arms, etc. The third set of tracks looked like they had NOT been used for years. The old tracks ran alongside a building that was very run down and vacant. It was an old warehouse. It was very large and all the windows in the building were broken out and roof was gone. Some shopping carts outside the building were evidence it was being used by some of the local homeless. The only light on the road past the tracks was a single light by an old bar (as in Pub). On the entire road, the only thing lit up were the two elevated tracks. The old set of tracks were beyond the lights. There were NO RXR lights and no crossing arms. I'm sure you get the picture. They just looked like old abandoned tracks by an old abandoned dark warehouse. They were hardly visible except for the weeds that grew near them.

So anyway...John was heading home and it was slightly raining. He crossed the first two set of tracks, and as he approached the third he could see little shadows crossing the road. Very soon, John realized that the shadows on the road were being cast there because there was a train on the tracks. He immediately hit the brakes and started to hydroplane. He kept thinking that he was going to be able to stop in time....right up until the last second. Then he turned the wheel and the driver side hooked itself to the train, and the train started pulling the little Geo Metro. Thankfully the train was not going very fast, but HELLO were talking train vs. Geo.

In John's defence...the area was VERY poorly lit up. The train was completely BLACK and had NO reflective stickers on the side. There was nothing indicating that a train was on the track.

The car was barely drivable when it was all said and done. John drove the car home. He probably didn't get home until about 2:30 a.m. because the police came, etc. When John got home, he quietly slid into bed and went to sleep. The next morning he left before I was even awake.

So here's me opening the blinds the next morning seeing my little car, "Holy Crap!" I called my good friend Molly C. to tell her that my car was in a accident, and I didn't have a clue what happened. Molly then informed me that John was hit by a train during the night on his way home from the school. I was so confused as to why she would know this and not me. (John was supposed to drive several of the guys in the carpool that morning, so that is how Molly was informed and not me. I could totally get off on a tangent about the carpool. John carpooled with 4 other LDS dental students that lived in our apartment complex. It always made me laugh to see 5 guys STUFFED into this little Geo. It looked like a clown car.) Okay, back to the story....John was so tired when he got home that night. He thought that if he woke me I would have a million questions. I may also have some kind of "lecture series" on some subject matter regarding trains, cars, slick roads, driving at night, etc.

I called my mom and told her that John was hit by a train while driving the Geo. She was totally surprised and asked me if he was hurt. I told her that I didn't see any blood around the apartment, so I assumed he was okay. I didn't get a chance to talk to John about everything until much later that next day. I'm glad that he was not hurt in this crazy accident. We probably could have had some case against the train company. We just never really pursued it. That accident unfortunately put us in the one car category for the rest of dental school. I'm not gonna lie, that was stinky.

Riley standing by our little Geo. She is about 5 1/2 years old in this picture. She reminds me of Haley in this picture.

We were a little sad when they hauled that car off.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Holy Smokes, I forgot to mention....

In my last post I forgot to mention....

Last Friday, on my way home from the hospital (seeing my dad), I was driving my sister Monica home (with 3 kids in the back seat). We were just sitting at a stoplight minding our own business when a guy crashed into the back of us. I was however, watching in my rear view mirror and could see that a van was fast approaching. I could see the inevitable...I pushed hard on the brake as to not hit the car in front of me and started to honk my horn. All of the sudden...BAM! Kick me when I'm down, pour a little salt in my wound. This was the car that we just purchased to replace the car that was totaled when someone hit John. Sheesh!

OLD CAR.....

NEW CAR with the nice new adjustments...Thank you "Mr. Bug-a-boo"...
The trunk is bent and won't open.

Lovely addition to the bumper.

A few days after the wreck, I realized that I had had a headache for several days. I thought I better go get adjusted and popped. I woke up very sore the next morning. Sure does make you appreciate the days that you wake up feeling great!

I guess you could say that we have not had the greatest luck with cars. I tease John because he has totaled 3 cars since we have been married. I WOULD have to say that the most fascinating car totalling is when he hit a moving train with our cute little Geo Metro. That cute little grey car didn't stand a chance!!! How the crap, you are asking...did he hit a train? I know! This story will be my next "Friday Flashback". Stay tuned. :) By the way, none of the "car totallings" were his fault.

Riley is going to be 14 very soon and will be old enough to start drivers education in a few months. Needless to say, our luck with cars may not be much better with a "newbie driver". Can't wait to see the hunk of junk we buy for her to drive. I don't know many teenage drivers that haven't been in some kind of a fender bender in their lifetime.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Feels like a bad dream

I have shed so many tears lately it's ridiculous! I feel like I am walking around in a fog. It has been hard to watch my dad struggle with his health. Early last week he went to the doctor. His white blood count was at .9 and it should be between 4-10. Later in the week he went back to the doctor for a blood transfusion and platelets. (He is having REGULAR blood transfusions). While he was there, he found out that his white blood count had dropped to .5. At this point if he were to get any type of infection he could die from it. His body is no longer responding to chemo or any pills, so it is just a matter of time. Shortly after arriving home from receiving a transfusion and platelets, he got a fever. The doctor has told my mom and dad that anytime dad gets a fever, he needs to go to the Emergency Room. My dad did not want to go to the Emergency Room at all. My mom was finally able to talk him into going. The doctor told them the next day that he would have died in the night had they not gone in. My dad had to spend the next two nights in the hospital. He told the doctor that he is supposed to marry is grandson (my nephew) in the Idaho Falls Temple on Saturday. The doctor told my dad he thinks he will make it until then. Dad is having to go to the hospital everyday to get an IV antibiotic to help ensure that he stays well. We are praying that he will be granted this last tender mercy from the Lord and be able to be at the temple on Saturday with all the family. All of my brothers and sisters will be in town for the wedding and to see my dad. I am so grateful that we are all together to spend time with my dad.

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Fun 4th

The weather was on the cold side this year for the 3rd/4th of July. I couldn't believe that I wore long pants and a long sleeved shirt to watch the parade! I thought that it was going to be miserable. But, I was pleasantly surprised while I was there. Normally the sun is beating down on you and it is just too uncomfortable. I was actually glad that it wasn't too hot this year. It felt great!

Riley is eating a fudge sickle. She may not like this picture, but look at her GORGEOUS hair! She has such thick great hair! LUCKY girl!

Jace and his cousin are pretty excited about something!

Haley's lovin' the horses!

After the parade we had a picnic at Monica's house (my sister). We ate and the kids had their OWN parade there. It was cute to watch them in their different costumes. They were so excited to have their own parade.'re an animal!

Dad and Quin

This summer we have also been up to....

One night it was so late that we read the scriptures and had family prayer. Haley ended up falling sound asleep during family prayer. Poor little tired girl!
We also had our annual neighborhood cul-de-sac fireworks party. Everyone loved it except Haley. She didn't like the loud noises at all. Haley and I went into the house EARLY!

Thursday, July 1, 2010


I have so many thoughts racing through my mind lately. I think this post will be therapeutic for me. Lately my dads health is really beginning to scare me. There are days that I feel like an emotional basket case. His last visit to his oncologist was not too encouraging. His cancer levels have been creeping up the last little while, and the doctor told him that his pills and chemotherapy were no longer working. The doctor has now put him three different types of pills that have only been tested on animals. He only started taking the current medicine about 2 weeks ago. The list of side effects from the medicine makes me wonder if it is even worth taking them. The side effects include...internal bleeding, kidney failure, not to mention nausea, etc. He is also going in for regular blood transfusions. His ankles are always swollen and more often then not, he has no appetite.

While on vacation, my dad was sick for a day. It was torture seeing him with a fever all frail and fragile. I think I cried though 50% of sacrament meeting that day. I don't think that it helped that I was sitting behind him, and could see that he was struggling to just make it through that one hour meeting, with a fever and chills. It also didn't help that the opening song was "O My Father". My sisters and I sang that for my Grandpa D's funeral. The last verse is as follows...

When I leave this frail existence,
When I lay this mortal by,
Father, Mother, may I meet you
In your royal courts on high?
Then, at length, when I’ve completed
All you sent me forth to do,
With your mutual approbation
Let me come and dwell with you.

Good grief, even now, it is bringing tears to my eyes.

Monday my dad went to the doctor for blood work. They told him to stop taking his current medicine due to some results from the blood work. As of now, he is not taking ANY medicine until he hears from his oncologist in Utah. Not having him on anything is VERY unsettling to me.

Yesterday my mom and dad went to watch Brynn playing in a baseball game. My dad was sitting there watching the game and was suddenly sick. He walked behind some pine trees at the ball diamond, and started throwing up. This new medicine makes it come on quickly without much warning at all. Later that day I went over to my parents house to take my dad a chocolate shake (his FAVORITE). My mom informed me that he had just fallen in the backyard while doing yard work. His balance has not been good due to all the medicine. Thankfully, he did not hurt himself. Anyone who knows my dad, KNOWS that he is a work horse. Hearing little things like that...well they just start to push my panic button and the tears start to flow.

This morning my dad had to go have blood work done. Following the blood work, he and my mom went to a funeral for a lady in their ward. Right before the funeral he was once again sick. My mom said that he kept falling asleep in the funeral. After the funeral they went to the hospital for another blood transfusion. My mom said that sometimes this type of cancer can just start eating away at your bones. I simply cannot bear the thought of my dad suffering. Sometimes I envy my siblings that don't live around here...simply because ignorance is bliss.

I know that my time is limited with my dad. The crazy thing is, time could be limited with lots of people that I love. Time could be limited for me, for all I know. It really does start to put things in perspective. I don't know how people can get through hard times like this, without the knowledge of the gospel and forever families.

President Monson said,
"Time never stands still; it must steadily march on, and with the marching come the changes.

This is our one and only chance at mortal life—here and now. The longer we live, the greater is our realization that it is brief. Opportunities come, and then they are gone. I believe that among the greatest lessons we are to learn in this short sojourn upon the earth are lessons that help us distinguish between what is important and what is not. I plead with you not to let those most important things pass you by as you plan for that illusive and nonexistent future when you will have time to do all that you want to do. Instead, find joy in the journey—now."

I sure am learning that it doesn't matter how big your house is, what kind of car your drive, how much money you have in the bank, is all boils down to family and the gospel. I have my great parents to thank for that knowledge. I love my dad and hope that I have many more years with him. (My sweet mom too).