On the 2nd day of Christmas

my true love gave to me two emergency room trips and one video of Mattie! Yes, you are reading correctly, two emergency room trips in 2007 for the Wine Family. We will start with emergency room trip #2: Alison fell off the playground equipment from the highest point and landed splat onto her head. We were called from the school do to concussion like symptoms and advised to go to the emergency room for tests. We did, we spent a fortune, we stayed for 4 hours, and we left with only a minor concussion. WHEW! Emergency room visit #1: This was a doozy. Long, story short. Jon called and asked me what I was doing. Well, I had just left my house on a Friday afternoon to join the masses exiting downtown for the weekend. Had to get back down to the zoo to pick up all three munchkins from zoo camps (this camp is wonderful by the way). Jon then asked if I could take him to the emergency room. My response: sure in about 2 1/2 hours at the earliest, because that is how long it takes to go to the zoo and get back on a Friday afternoon in this town. I had to go, because who else would be willing to go get them and at the last minute to boot. Jon said this was okay and he would go home as he was covered in mud and try to take a shower and wait on me. Well, I decided he couldn't be that hurt after all. HA! To this day I do not know how Jon drove home, got in the house, let alone showered... but I found him layed out on the bed and he couldn't even get all his clothes on. His knee was the size of a basketball... yes a basketball. I got the kids situated at a neighbors and drove him to the emergency room. Getting him in was interesting as his leg would not support any weight. The time spent was only a couple of hours, we left with another large bill, the leg in a brace, pain pills, and the number for a doctor to see on Monday. Well, ladies and gents... he pulled his quadricep tendon off of his knee entirely!! This injury is worse than the ones seen on the football field. Jon was laid up in bed and could not move, go to the potty, or anything without assistance for over 4 weeks. From 4-8 weeks he didn't move much but became a little more self sufficient. This happened on June 29th and he had surgery on July 3rd. What a summer!!! He didn't go back to work until when the kids went back to school at the end of August. (that was a good day for me!!)

Oh, how did he do this you might ask? He did in during a round of non-contanct GOLF! Yes, golf! He says it was rainy, and the stairs on the elevated tee box were wet, he took one step and whoosh fell in a heap to the bottom. Ask him to tell you the story it is quite funny, NOW!