There's always something to do to improve the cabin. This weekend, Papa needed gravel laid down to help with drainage on the west side,.
Max and Ben worked on it Friday afternoon but it got pretty hot. On the cooler Saturday morning, the little kids were pitching in with buckets and shovels. It kept them busy and not fighting!
The kids especially loved riding up and down the hill during the gravel deliveries.
Then JB took the side-by-side for a drive
Then it was lunchtime, and my sweet first baby-now-tall-teenager Maxwell was helping Nona prepare hamburgers. He picked up an avacado to try to get out the pit, and the recently-sharpened knife went right through and sliced the base of his finger.
I can't think about this without getting teary-eyed again. So many thanks to my prayerful and helpful family. Pauline grabbed Max's hand and immediately wrapped it and put pressure on it. She called the Escalante clinic and found out it was closed on Saturday which meant we had to go to the ER in Panguitch an hour away. Suzanne ran out and gave me a bag of ice and some water. I held the ice and paper towels on Max's hand in the back seat while Pauline drove on windy Highway 12. I was in and out of service on the way and texted my siblings and kept JB posted on how Max was doing.
At the ER, they only let me in with him. (Tender mercy, Pauline's oil was surprisingly low/gone and she was able to get that changed in town while she waited for us and not have any car problems).
The nurse got Max stabilized and then we waited for the doctor to take care of the man on the other side of the curtain. The waiting was the worst part, but Max was such a trooper. The doctor said it was his second avacado slicing accident that week.
Text me if you want the gruesome pictures, but it looked so bad. I thought for sure he had cut a tendon or damaged nerves. But that doctor was amazing, and stitched around his finger (I counted 14 visible stitches), then Max was bandaged up and ready to drive back.
We've had instacare visits in the past, but this is the worst one. I am so thankful it wasn't worse!