Sunday, July 30, 2017

When I Said I'd Check In, I Didn't Think It Would Be Six Months Later

"TURKEN!" was all I could get out before we hit the gigantic rock and the canoe started tipping.

Tiiiiipping....tiiiiiiiiipping...aaaaand into the water we go!

Turken's head popped right up. 

Bags and clothing and paddles started floating down the river.

Cuckoo was nowhere to be found. 

He must be under the canoe...

Oh God, please let him be in the air pocket...

With superhuman mom strength, I flipped that water-filled canoe back over all by myself.

There was Cuckoo. On his back. Arms and legs pushing on the wooden slats across the canoe to keep him in. A bit of a shocked smile on his face.

And then I heard from Turken...

"I GOT THE BEER!"

And all the worry and tension floated away with my bag and my paddle. I laughed and laughed and laughed while the kids scrambled to grab our belongings and Bryan came over to get us out of our predicament.


A couple of hours before, we (Bryan and the little boys in the canoe, the big kids and I in our own kayaks) had come across a couple who had unfortunately gotten stuck on a rock. Their canoe was sinking fast and their belongings were floating away. Bryan stopped to help them while I got the big kids paddling around collecting their shoes and paddles.

Once they were back on track, we continued our way down river.

A while later we stopped on the bank for a snack and water break. I asked Bryan if he wanted to switch, since we all know that kayaking is way more fun than canoeing. The little boys said it was a bit boring to be the kid in the middle of the canoe who didn't get to paddle. I replied, "Well, when I take over the canoe, I'm sure things will be more exciting." 

It was a joke.

Kinda.

I was a bit worried.

The river had some really shallow bits and some mini rapids every once in a while.

Steering a canoe isn't actually a specialty of mine.

But seriously, hundreds of people canoe down this river every week. And many of them do it while drinking copious amounts of beer. Surely I could handle it!

We resumed our trip down river, and only a few minutes in we saw a nice water bottle bobbing in the water. I managed to steer the canoe over, and Turken snagged it. We assumed it belonged to the couple we saved, so we kept it in our canoe in case we saw them later.

A mere 5 minutes later, Giant rowed up next to me.

He was holding a can.

A can of beer.

With a smirk, he said, "When we land, the first drink is on me."

Apparently the couple was drinking something harder than just the water we had retrieved.

Seeing as how he's only 14, I took the beer and stuck it in the canoe so he wouldn't get caught and I wouldn't get arrested.

So when my spotter, Turken, failed to spot the gigantic rock coming out to grab us, and we rolled right over, the first thing he saw that needed saved was not his missing brother. It was not his shirt he had taken off earlier. It was not the seat cushion we had brought to keep his tush from getting sore. 

Nope. 

He thought it was most important to swim over and SAVE THE BEER!

Oy.

Once it was emptied, Bryan went back to paddling the canoe, while I took the kayak to the finish. 

As we went, I asked the teens if they saw the tip happen.

Buttercup still couldn't laugh about it. She had seen that Cuckoo was missing for a nanosecond and was scared to death.

Giant and Star, not so much.

They, too, had each hit the rock, but in a kayak, recovering is pretty easy. They just Matrixed around it and went on their way.

They each thought to themselves, "Oh, Mom is gonna hit that."

Both of them turned to watch me hit the rock.

Neither one of them yelled, "Hey Mom, there's a GIGANTIC ROCK HIDING THERE WAITING TO TAKE YOU OUT!!"

Nope.

It's way funnier to watch Mom hit the rock.

So, in case you were wondering what we at the coop have been up to, now you know.

It's pretty much the same as always.

Except everything is different, too.

At the end of January, my mom was diagnosed with ovarian cancer.

Because of the heart stents and massive radiation to beat the cervical cancer she had 7 years ago, treatment was tricky. 

I was back and forth between Kentucky and Indiana helping to take care of her after chemo treatments. I was calling every day, making sure she was eating and drinking and taking medication. So much of my mental capacity was taken up by worry for my mom.

And then.

One early morning in May, she was awoken by an angel in the form of a man banging on her front door in the middle of a storm. 

Her house had been hit by lightning, and her entire roof was engulfed in flames.

She was sicker than sick and was without a house.

But then!

A few weeks later she was given a clean bill of cancer health. Chemo worked! 

But without a home and not being recovered enough to live on her own (insurance would pay for her to live in a suite-type hotel), she came to live with us.

For a month and a half, we got to have her.

It was awesome.

She just left last week. 

We miss her something awful.

But it's tempered by the knowledge that she's still alive and we can talk to her anytime we want and we'll visit with her often.

And through it all, we still had sports and school and doctor appointments and prom and subbing and tons of other normal, everyday things that take up time.

AND Pheonix graduated from high school!!

In a mere 16 days he will be moving into his dorm in Cincinnati.

This momma is having a hard time with that fact.

While the rest of us were canoeing and kayaking, he was in Detroit with friends.

He got back at 4:30 today, then was heading out to go to Mass with one of the friends with whom he had spent the weekend.

He came to kiss me goodbye, and I asked if he was coming home right after.

He said, "That's the plan for now," and turned to walk away.

I yelled after him, "I just need to know that you love us more than you love his family!!"

Poor guy. 

I'm losing my mind.

16 days.

Oy.

The coop just won't be the same without him.

And with that, I will end for today.

I need to go hug my boy a few more hundred times.

Have a lovely day!

12 comments:

  1. Wow! So much happening in the last few months! The river trip sounds like quite an adventure - I'm glad everyone was okay after hitting the rock. One reason why I won't do anything like that - I don't like the thought that I might drown if I got tipped over. Turken saving the beer made me laugh though :)

    Cancer, in whatever form, just has to be one of the worst things (my son and I lost his dad to throat cancer last December) so I'm glad your mom has been given a clean bill of health. I hope her home has now been sorted out now after the roof fire too.

    I guess you'll really miss Phoenix when he flies the coop in sixteen days but thing's for sure - with such a great family and fantastic mom he'll always come back :)

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    1. I wasn't really worried about drowning until he didn't pop up. The water was quite shallow and he had a life vest on, but in those few seconds, yes, I was scared. The beer save still makes me laugh. :)

      Cancer is the worst. When the "cure" takes a person to as close to death without actually dying as she can get...just plain horrendous. As for her house, not quite ready yet. She is in Florida with my sister for a couple weeks. The roof is replaced, the drywall inside the house is done. Still waiting on floors, paint, cleaning, and chimney repair. Hopefully only 2 more months at most to go before she gets to go home.

      It's only 2 hours away, and there are several people from his school going to the same university, so there will be plenty of opportunities to see him. I'm thinking he'll take advantage at least sometimes. :)

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  2. The problem with incidents like that is, even though things turned out fine, you still have nightmares about what could have happened. Or I do, anyway.

    Glad your mom is doing better! And just think - you're not losing a son, you're gaining extra closet space.

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    1. Oh, I definitely do that, too! Why do we do that to ourselves?!?!

      Ha! And losing one less source of teen boy stinky funk! :)

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  3. Your first born is leaving the nest. You'll handle it after a bit. You're a wonderful mom and you've taught your babies well. you'll see.

    Great news on your mother. I love a happy ending.

    What a trip down the river. Scary in spots, but you saved the beer.

    Glad to see a post from you.

    Have a fabulous day. ☺

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    1. I'm sure we'll get used to it to some degree. Problem is, we have to do this every year for 4 years in a row! :/ But thank you. :)
      Such good, unexpected news. At the beginning of it all, we were worried that she wouldn't make it through the chemo.

      Ha! The beer was saved. We know our priorities. :)

      I'm glad to see one, too. It's so nice to be visiting with you all again.

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  4. Glad to see Turken has his priorities right! ;-)

    Great news for your mom! St. Peregrine, watch over her!

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    1. I knew you'd like that. :)

      Such great news! My friend who is originally from Lebanon introduced me to Saint Charbel, who I think is the only saint from Lebanon. She insists that people are healed through his intercessions, so we did a novena to him. I didn't even think about St. Peregrine! I am now! Thanks!

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  5. Holy COW that's a lot going on! I've seen your FB posts here and there - been off the webs most of the summer myself - and saw stuff about your mom. Truly amazing how things work out. Except that it's not. It's God. But God's pretty amazing.
    Love the update and you'll all be in my prayers as you get ready for the big move to the dorm.

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  6. Good to hear from you, but I can see why you haven't had much time to write! Love the way you told the canoeing story, for sure.

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  7. wow. Life has certainly kept you busy. Such scares with all the injuries and your dear mom. I know you are a blessing in so many ways to your family! I haven't checked in here for a while either. I've had blog issues, hope to be squared away in a few more weeks. Seems a lot of bloggers do it for a season, and then life intervenes. It IS wonderful to sit down and write your heart out...if we have time. Sending a prayer your way for things to calm down. Your kids are growing up beautifully!

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  8. I've missed reading your posts (and obviously am pretty behind in reading, since I'm just noticing this post today). Good to hear that you are still having adventures! :-)

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