Tuesday, October 18, 2011


my 33 year old brother chris had pulmonary embolisms on saturday. that means blood clots in the tissue between his heart and lungs.

he was in africa for two weeks for business and took a 20 hour flight back to the US last week. he closed on his first real house friday afternoon. he had chest pain friday and it was getting worse throughout saturday, and thought he pulled a muscle or cracked a rib. then he couldn't breathe and finally went to the hospital. he's lucky he didn't trow a seven.

he's expected to make a full recovery and be home later this week. and into their new home this weekend.

the picture above is from 1984 when my 33 year old mother was in the hospital for the exact same thing. my dad took us to the spring carnival by himself and we had our faces painted.

you never know when you'll want to grate cheese so it's good to have a rusted antique grater hanging on the wall.


Anonymous said...

Your are so right Skippy. He almost trew a seven but still trew about a tree. Trowing a tree is plenty scary. I talked to him this morning and he sounds good.

kid D said...

Holy smokes. Did Scout come too see if in the hospital? Sending good vibes his way.

A Day in the Life of One Girl said...

:( sorry skippy.
I hope he feels 100% soon

I always love a little rusty grated cheese. Hits the spot.

Anonymous said...

You're gonna get it...about the decor...cwazy girl...always make me laugh

Anonymous said...

By the way. I love that picuture of both of you.

mappycamper said...

I hope your brother is back and at 'em in no time !!

skippy haha said...

thank you all for the lovely comments! quissy is on the mend!