Emergency!

  Dad was helping Mom trim the trees that hang over their fence. The city is supposed to take care of them, but they don't do anything on the non-street side. So My parents trim them back every year. This year was super exciting though, I was upstairs with the kids when I heard Mom shout for me to call 911. I ran downstairs while dialing. Dad had fallen off the ladder and had blacked out for a moment. He was confused and then after a while, he was upset that we wouldn't let him get up. He threatened us, but somehow we convinced him to wait for the paramedics. By the time they arrived, he was quite lucid and refused to be checked out, other than a sugar test. It was scary.

   He had bit his tongue so hard it was purple and black for nearly a week, and his back hurt for at least that long. Later they went to Harbor fright to get this extendable pole so he wouldn't have to get on the ladder again, but you just can't keep him down for long. Luckily no one was hurt this time, although there was a bit of a scare when a limb was heading for Mom's head and Dad rushed over holding this giant pole aloft to save her! I am happy to report that the trees never stood a chance. We were so relieved when it was over.