It all started when we were making scones for breakfast this morning and
accidently used baking soda instead of baking powder. You wouldn't think that
would make that much of a difference, but it did. It was sad. That must
have knocked the universe off kilter a little bit, because things spiraled
downward from there.After rushing to get all the kids in the van with
enough time to make it to church with just enough time, I went to start it and
it was DEAD. Not even a click or any effort at all. So thinking quickly, I got
the jumper cables out of the trunk of the other car, started it, and jumped the
van like a pro. Seriously, it looked like I knew what I was doing. The van
started up and we were off. I figured maybe one of the doors was just open a bit
and the lights stayed on overnight, draining the battery. It would be fine once
we drove to church and recharged the battery. We should have just stayed
home.So we made it to church before the opening prayer and things were
going well. Katie sat with who she wished were her parents (Ken and
Camille Campbell) during Sacrament meeting, and Chase was oddly well-behaved.
After sacrament meeting, Chase went to Sunbeams with Ken and Camille, who are
his teachers. During Sunday School we fed Parker and wrestled with Katie, who is
so naughty these days, thinking she needs to go to nursery. Towards the
end of Sunday School a guy comes up to me and starts saying something about
"laceration...head...bathroom...blood...Colonel". I decided to investigate,
thinking that "I'm a doctor, so it should be no problem." I rounded the corner
to see (Colonel) Ken Campbell holding Chase with blood running down his face,
into his ear, all over his hands and arms, with a bloody paper towell in hand.
Apparently the Sunbeam walk after Sharing Time took a morbid turn when Chase was
running and tripped and a brick planter caught him right through the right
eyebrow. I can fix this! Oh...um...ugh. It was realy big...and looked
like there was a chunk missing from his forehead and was really deep. Bad news
bears. Maybe I should let someone else fix this. So it was off to the ER. But
then when we got all our kids gathered and loaded up in the van, it was (still)
dead. Oh yeah. Dang.So we got someone to jump the van, Colonel Ken drove
Chase and I to the ER, Natalie took Parker and Katie to Amy and Danny Dixon's
house, dropped them off, borrowed their van with a full battery, met me at the
hospital with Caleb and Amy, and then we sat and waited forever. Caleb
and Amy went to their piano Ensemble practice (which was also at UofA thank
goodness), Ken went and got us a new battery (exchanged our old one which was
still 100% under warranty)... don't judge, I'd say our ox was in a mire. Side
note- after Ken left, it was a while before Chase noticed he was gone. He turned
to me all of a sudden and asked, "Where's my Campbell?" Amy and Danny
Dixon took care of Parker and Katie, went to our house and got Parker's medicine
and food, and made us dinner, so that when Chase finally got stitched up and we
got out of there, we got back to the Dixon's just in time to give Parker his
medicine and feed him. And our van was waiting there for us with a brand new
battery lovingly installed by Ken.Although it was a rough day, we felt
so blessed for such wonderful friends and family who took care of us throughout
the whole ordeal. Chase was such a trooper too, which is somewhat out of
character for him. Overall though, not a day any of us want to re-live. So much
for a day of rest! Sheesh.
accidently used baking soda instead of baking powder. You wouldn't think that
would make that much of a difference, but it did. It was sad. That must
have knocked the universe off kilter a little bit, because things spiraled
downward from there.After rushing to get all the kids in the van with
enough time to make it to church with just enough time, I went to start it and
it was DEAD. Not even a click or any effort at all. So thinking quickly, I got
the jumper cables out of the trunk of the other car, started it, and jumped the
van like a pro. Seriously, it looked like I knew what I was doing. The van
started up and we were off. I figured maybe one of the doors was just open a bit
and the lights stayed on overnight, draining the battery. It would be fine once
we drove to church and recharged the battery. We should have just stayed
home.So we made it to church before the opening prayer and things were
going well. Katie sat with who she wished were her parents (Ken and
Camille Campbell) during Sacrament meeting, and Chase was oddly well-behaved.
After sacrament meeting, Chase went to Sunbeams with Ken and Camille, who are
his teachers. During Sunday School we fed Parker and wrestled with Katie, who is
so naughty these days, thinking she needs to go to nursery. Towards the
end of Sunday School a guy comes up to me and starts saying something about
"laceration...head...bathroom...blood...Colonel". I decided to investigate,
thinking that "I'm a doctor, so it should be no problem." I rounded the corner
to see (Colonel) Ken Campbell holding Chase with blood running down his face,
into his ear, all over his hands and arms, with a bloody paper towell in hand.
Apparently the Sunbeam walk after Sharing Time took a morbid turn when Chase was
running and tripped and a brick planter caught him right through the right
eyebrow. I can fix this! Oh...um...ugh. It was realy big...and looked
like there was a chunk missing from his forehead and was really deep. Bad news
bears. Maybe I should let someone else fix this. So it was off to the ER. But
then when we got all our kids gathered and loaded up in the van, it was (still)
dead. Oh yeah. Dang.So we got someone to jump the van, Colonel Ken drove
Chase and I to the ER, Natalie took Parker and Katie to Amy and Danny Dixon's
house, dropped them off, borrowed their van with a full battery, met me at the
hospital with Caleb and Amy, and then we sat and waited forever. Caleb
and Amy went to their piano Ensemble practice (which was also at UofA thank
goodness), Ken went and got us a new battery (exchanged our old one which was
still 100% under warranty)... don't judge, I'd say our ox was in a mire. Side
note- after Ken left, it was a while before Chase noticed he was gone. He turned
to me all of a sudden and asked, "Where's my Campbell?" Amy and Danny
Dixon took care of Parker and Katie, went to our house and got Parker's medicine
and food, and made us dinner, so that when Chase finally got stitched up and we
got out of there, we got back to the Dixon's just in time to give Parker his
medicine and feed him. And our van was waiting there for us with a brand new
battery lovingly installed by Ken.Although it was a rough day, we felt
so blessed for such wonderful friends and family who took care of us throughout
the whole ordeal. Chase was such a trooper too, which is somewhat out of
character for him. Overall though, not a day any of us want to re-live. So much
for a day of rest! Sheesh.