a scary weekend recap

This weekend's recap is different from other recaps because circumstances beyond control left us worried and scared for most of the weekend. Saturday morning Clay received a phone call from his mom letting us know that his paternal grandfather, who the family affectionately calls "Papaw", was found unresponsive and rushed to the hospital with what the paramedics believed was a heart attack due to an electrical blockage.

A heart attack was quickly ruled out as the cause and doctors eventually determined that Papaw was severely dehydrated. It's interesting because he was in the hospital not even 2 weeks ago for blood clots and there's speculation that he was already dehydrated then and well, you know how these things go. Being older and in a very fragile state of health allows a minor issue like dehydration to escalate quickly.

Then, on Sunday morning, as Clay and I were preparing to go to Nicholas' first birthday party, we received a phone call from Clay's dad, this time letting us know that we'd better get to the hospital ASAP because Papaw had taken a turn for the worse and his situation was looking grim. We dropped everything we were doing and went straight to the oncology floor of the hospital. Clay was shaky and nervous; neither of us sure what to expect.

Thankfully, by the time we arrived to his hospital room, Papaw's vitals were improving and his condition was stable. While he wasn't out of the woods by any means and had actually developed a small infection, we could all breathe a sigh of relief that he seemed to be hanging in there. It was unreal seeing him lying so helpless in the hospital bed, too worn and tired to speak. We've unfortunately seen him the hospital on more than one occasion over the years, but this time he looked especially small and frail. It was unnerving for me on a personal level because with the death of both of my grandfathers and my pastor and the strained relationship I have with my father, I was by no means prepared to lose another good man in my life yesterday.

I haven't spoken to any family members yet, but as far as we know, Papaw is still doing okay. I guess in the world of hospitals, no news is good news. We will hopefully get another chance to visit him tonight or tomorrow.

So, that being said, this weekend was kind of a blur.

Just a few highlights of what went on:
  • Saturday morning (before we got the news about Papaw) I participated in the Sarah Jones Memorial 5k and even though my legs were ridiculously sore from biking 10 miles on Thursday night, I powered through and ended up placing first in my age group. When I asked the race director what my time was (because I was too stupid to see the clock when I crossed the finish line), he declared that not only did I PR with a time of 22:52, I actually one first place in the women's 25-30 age group. "For real?" I asked, in disbelief.

    "You'd better believe it," he said, giving me a high five. "Courtney ... nice to finally put a face to the name."

    Yeah, you'd BETTER remember me.

    I blame Clayton for this photo. I was in the process of pulling my earbuds out
    so I could hear my finishing time, but I just look special more than anything else ... 

    I don't know why, but I look like a boy scout in this picture ... probably because I'm shaped like a boy.

  • On Friday night while Clay dozed in his recliner out of exhausted from studying all week, I watched 21 Jumpstreet and am pretty sure it's one of the funniest movies I've ever seen. I had my doubts about Channing Tatum ever being anything more than movie screen eye-candy, but he proved me wrong and I woke Clayton up on several occasions from bursting out loud with laughter.  A movie hasn't made me laugh that hard in a loooooooooong time.
  • I timed myself in my in-law's pool and forced myself to swim for a solid 10 minutes in hopes it will get me prepared for the swimming portion of my sprint triathlon training. The good news? I didn't want to die afterwards. The bad news? I swim like a fish with one fin and no sense of direction. 
  • I had a gift card to Hobby Lobby and purchased a really neat picture frame and a can of chalkboard spray paint. I'm in the process of adding layers of paint to the frame's glass so Clay and I can have a cool menu/memo board for our kitchen. Due to last night's storms, I wasn't able to get outside and add another layer of paint ... but I should have pics in a few days!

    The attractive couple in the frame is not Clayton and I.

Sorry, this was a sloppy recap. Sometimes life happens and you have to adjust. It was a worrisome weekend, but we're very thankful it turned out okay. We feel blessed and pray that Papaw continues to improve. I hope you had a good weekend, and I will talk to you tomorrow with a recap on my very first spinning class. (The class starts at 6:30 a.m. tomorrow morning and you all know how much I love to get up early ...)


  1. We watched 21 Jump Street this weekend too! SOoooooo funny.

    1. I kept looking over at Clayton and saying, "How can you sleep through this!? Jonah Hill is dressed like Peter Pan!"

  2. I'm so sorry to hear Papaw was not well this weekend :-( So scary when a family member is sick like that. I hope he continues to improve!!!

    I can't wait to see your chalkboard paint creative creation!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    1. Thanks for the well wishes. He seems to be doing okay, aside from the infection. We're staying hopeful!

      I hung up the chalkboard before work and almost squealed because it's so cute! I'll post pics tomorrow!

  3. OH!!! And congrats on winning your age group in the 5k!!!!! yay!!!!


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