It started as any other day, until my son Jeff called. He was looking for Noah’s phone number, my step-son who had lived with me up until 2 weeks ago. I told him the Noah didn’t have a phone yet and the only way to contact him was to go to his apartment. Jeff said he couldn’t do that right now. I’m usually suspicious of statements like that, like there is more to this.
Well, there was. I seems that David had gotten into a fight and got kicked out of his house and they needed Noah to bring the company truck to move the furniture. David is pretty violent and so this is fairly routine. He typically goes from one disaster to another. But I still figured I was going to have a long day ahead.
All was quiet until mid-afternoon when my ex called, David & Noah’s mom. Exs calling is another bad sign. But this wasn’t too bad, David needed a place to put his cat. I have 3 female cats around ten years old who probably aren’t going to like this arrangement, but no big deal. Since kids seldom come back after their cats, I figured I was in for fun couple of weeks.
Late evening comes around and no cats, no more calls, I think that went pretty smooth actually. Ever have a thought pop in your head and you wish you hadn’t thought it because it seems to cause the exact opposite to happen.
Well, the phone rang and it’s my other ex, Jeff’s mom. This is really a bad sign. Ten at night and the second ex of the day, bad sign for sure. She says that Jeff is on the highway near my house and would I meet him at the hospital, he’s passing a kidney stone.
I don’t think it’s that good of idea to go there without knowing where he is because I’d be out of touch. So, I call his cell phone and David answers.
Me: Where are you?
David: At Noah’s work.
Me: Where’s Jeff?
David: Out in the parking lot puking.
Me: Why didn’t you take him to the hospital?
David: Noah and his friend don’t have a way home.
Me: David! Y’all are only one block away from my house. Tell Noah to walk over here and you take Jeff to the hospital, I’ll be over in a few minutes.
Geez, what was he going to do? Just haul him around till he got all his business taken care of. Kids???
I went over to the hospital, sent David on his way with Noah and his friend and sat with Jeff. And sat and sat and sat and sat. At 4 o’clock, they sent him home. The stone moved from the kidney to the bladder but hasn’t passed yet. This is his 4th one so he know what he’s in for, but he says it doesn’t last too long so he can handle it.
Two weeks ago, I thought nothing could go wrong. This past week I thought that nothing could go right. It’s the beginning of another week, I wonder what this one will bring.
Life is such a fun thing to live, but sometimes, I just wish there was a reasonable alternative.
But it’s a beautiful, clear, warm Texas day and the kid’s out of pain, so I guess all is right with the world again.
Jim
What happened to the cat?