So this has been an ummm interesting season for me. My latest novel, Finding Home, was just released from Kensington Books a few days after Thanksgiving, but that was hardly the most eventful part of November, because half way through the month my sister, Jan, who lives in North Dakota, was in a car accident. Her daughter, Courtney, 27 years old and pregnant, was driving. They rolled the vehicle several times but Courtney walked away without a scratch. Jan, however, shattered her third lumbar vertebra and fractured her left shoulder.
I was told about this on Sunday morning via a phone call from my mother just as I was arriving at church. When I called Jan minutes later she was pretty much inarticulate. This did not decrease my worry, but I was told that my oldest sister, Gail, who is a registered nurse and a born caregiver, was with her. I would learn a few days later that their accident took place at the exact same exit where Jan’s husband had died in a rollover fifteen years prior.
Since that phone call, I’ve been back and forth to North Dakota several times in an effort to do my part. Not that I can do much to comfort Jan. With nine pins in her shoulder and a reconstructed vertebral column, recovery is going to be slow. But I’m good with animals and okay with plants so that’s been my part. Jan has five (mostly feral) cats, eight doves, two aquariums, and literally hundreds of plants in her house. They kept me hopping. But during my last sojourn to the Dakotas, my daughter Tara, 23 and pregnant, called to tell me she was sick. Her voice was shaky. She’d been throwing up for twenty four hours, and was afraid of passing out while her husband worked the night shift. It was decided she would spend the night at my house with her father.
Worried about everything (not least of which was the fact that my husband, neither a registered nurse nor a born caregiver, was in charge of our pregnant daughter). Nevertheless, I spent the night with my sister then packed up at five in the morning and sped back home to be with Tara. Two days later she was eating broth and crackers. That’s when her two year old mare got sick. I mean really sick. With a temperature of 105, she was obviously not well. Depressed and lethargic, she refused to eat and merely stood in her stall, bottom lip drooping, eyes glazed.
We immediately put little Maggie on pain killers and antibiotics. They didn’t even make a dent in her fever. She remained all but dead to the world. We changed antibiotics, swaddled her up like an infant and prayed.
But I’m still a little shocky. I mean, sometimes things go awry, but do they all have to happen at once??
Still, I’m extremely thankful that my family, human and otherwise, is on the mend. I’m thrilled to be looking forward to the birth of another grandchild, and I’ve very much enjoyed spending time with the people I love the most.
So how about you? As 2012 comes to a crescendo, what are the things you appreciate the most?
Oh, and to celebrate the holidays, we’ve put two of my old favorites on sale! The Gambler and Highland Jewel will be selling for $.99 each for a couple of weeks yet. http://www.loisgreiman.com/index.html
And…because of the tumultuous turn my life has taken, I completely forgot to choose the winner of Top Down’s Christmas Book and Goody Basket. So if you’d like to be the recipient of twenty pounds of reading material, some bookmarks, t-shirts, book bags and other fun stuff please chime in.
Happy New Year Everyone. May your 2013 be tranquil and blessed.