My schedule for hosting my boys changed a little bit this NewYear. Rather than having them on Tuesday nights, my boys asked that we switch it to Wednesday nights to make room for C's basketball practice schedule (Tue/Thu nights). They figured we could get in some night skiing on Wednesdays. Clearly, they have become accustomed to a packed schedule. We didn't go last night, and today's post is all about why.
Tues-day Bruise-Day
C has played basketball a couple of seasons. He says he's not very good. He understands the strategy, he just doesn't have the mechanics yet. He's crafty and has good lateral movement, so he could be a decent player if he wanted to. This season started the first week of January, so they're really only just starting. On this most recent Tuesday (Jan10), he arrived at practice early. A few other boys had as well, so they grabbed a few basketballs and started practicing their shooting. According to C, he was dribbling for one basket and one of the other boys started defending him. C chose to dribble to a different basket. When he went for the layup, the defending boy had sprinted to get to him and crashed into C, taking him into the wall and then the floor. He felt dizzy, and continued to feel dizzy for about half of practice. One of his friends helped him up and they walked over to a bench where C sat until he didn't feel dizzy anymore. At this point, he practiced with the team. He shouldn't have, but done is done. Fortunately, no additional contact was made.
C tried school from his mom's house yesterday and signed himself out of school before lunch. He called a neighbor and was shuttled home. His mom dashed home from work and took him to a doctor. "Moderate Concussion," he said. "Limited activities on a 6-day recovery plan. 200mg Ibuprofen every 4 hours." So, obviously, skiing is out for now.
Mon-day Fun-day
Based on my simple math skills, 6 days from the day of the injury would be Monday. MLK Day. It's also the one-year anniversary of the weekend I started crashing at my folk's place leading up to my divorce. Neat. Sounds like a party is in order. It seems the weather-gods are going to smile upon us too. Based on the projections, we should be getting consistent snowfall starting on Saturday and extending into early next week. Can you say "fresh pow-pow"? Now, that's a party. But wait, there's more.... with the bus running, and new glow plugs in the mail, MLK Day could be the first run to the mountain in the bus. Can you feel the excitement? :-) If all goes to plan, we'll play at Mt. Hood Ski-Bowl next Monday.
If C recovers more quickly, or if we can determine that higher altitude has minimal effects on a concussed brain, I may take Boo, her boys, T & C up to Timberline and hang out in the Main Lodge with C on Saturday. Then, at least Boo, Boo's boys and T can get some sliding in. C and I can play ping pong, drink hot chocolates and read by the fires. Still beats a day of watching the rain in the valley.
That's it for today. The bus is doing great. I have the glow plugs on-order, like I mentioned, and I need to buy and add some coolant. Overall, though, he's basically ready to play. So am I. We just need C's concussion to mellow out and we'll hit it. He's already tired of waiting :)
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