timing

[me & sparky @ the mall last weekend in CA]

so it's t-minus 2 days and counting till my brother is supposed to report to the missionary training center here in utah to get ready to go to mexico. all weekend i was getting a little sad thinking he was finally leaving for two whole years.

this morning b's phone rang at 5 a.m. -- he has a big presentation today at school, so i thought it was one of his OCD teammates calling to tell him something. my phone was on vibrate so i didnt hear it also ring. his phone rang again at 6 but he didnt answer it again...but when i asked who it was and he said my MOM i grabbed the phone. we all know that middle-of-the-night phone calls either mean something really exciting is happening or someone has died [neither of which i was particularly looking forward to] so i called her back.

turns out granty-pants was up all night with a horrible stomachache [which he'd been complaining of throughout the weekend, but they all chalked it up to nerves...we have a history of nervous tummies in our family] and woke my parents up at 3 a.m. to say he needed to go to the hospital. my dad took him to the emergency room where they diagnosed grant with appendicitis, and he got hooked up to morphine and then went under the knife for an emergency appendectomy.

oddly enough, we know someone who just had the same thing happen to her, days before HER mission. her report date was postponed 4 weeks to give her time to recover. not positive yet on what will happen to granty, but i'm guessing it will be the same thing. poor little guy, though. he was all ready to go, and now he'll have to wait a while longer. just sucks to be all mentally geared toward this huge event and then get it postponed.

i haven't talked to the little drugged-up patient yet, but i can't wait to hear how he's doing. i'll keep you posted on his status ;) and now i need to take a nap because we got up WAY too early today.