Several months ago, I blogged about Josh being in a pretty bad car accident that resulted in a totaled 4Runner and a new Tahoe. Well...without going into a whole lot of details, Josh's back never got better. The poor man had to have back surgery the week before our vacation. Prior to surgery, life had been tough on the both of us. Baby Jace was less than a month old when this happened. So for the last several months, Josh has tried to help me take care of an infant while being in a whole bunch of pain. It's not been the easiest situation for either of us. And as silly and simple as it might sound, it was upsetting for me to think about Josh not being able to throw ball with his own son.
So Josh and I headed to the hospital on a Friday afternoon, and we got this situation fixed (fingers crossed...he's still recovering). Brave Josh was all smiles going into surgery prep. I, on the other hand, was a nervous wreck. Y'all...I get lightheaded when someone gets a paper-cut. I definitely don't do major back surgery. Thankfully, Patrick hung out played Boom Beach and ate Doritos in the waiting room with me for several hours. This definitely helped me from going into a complete panic (and shout to Camille for the snacks!).
While all of this was going on, Papaw Dwight swooped right in to take care of Baby Jace. Baby Jace had the afternoon and evening of his life! They practiced fishing. They watched the cars go by. They did some front porch sitting. They went on piggy-back rides. And they even told short stories to each other.
After several hours of Papaw/Jace quality time, the hospital finally wheeled Josh into the recovery room. It was definitely a relief to see Josh after the surgery. He was a little loopy and a whole lotta giggly. By around 9 PM, he was standing and walking...and the hospital let us head home!
We are so thankful that surgery went like it was supposed to. And I'm looking forward to many, many years of watching Josh throw ball with his son :)
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