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Mr. Rum has gone down to a hospital about 1/2 hour or so from his parents' house tonight.
Turns out that his father, my father-in-law (known here on out as FIL), was baling hay out on his "back 40" (what call their backyard.
My in-laws live on property that has a lot of ground, every year he cuts hay to sell to the farmers, etc. who need it.
Anyway, FIL is sitting on the baler, and falls off it. He's in excrutiating pain. One of the workers & Mother-in-Law (also known as EVIL MIL) put FIL in the car and take him to his doctor''s office. Doctor tells them he needs to get to the hospital to get x-rays done. FIL is in too much pain to get back into the car, so they have to call an ambulance.
As far as I know, he's still in x-ray. Doc thinks he's broken at least one rib and might have a serious spinal injury.
BIL#1 (the one who lives closest to the ILs) called Mr. Rum and insisted that OMGWTFBBQYOUNEEDTOBHERERIGHTNAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Turns out, Mr. Rum has been militarily volunteered to be in charge of the hay baling stuff. 'cos as they all point out "We can't have the hay sitting around in the rain without covering it, cutting it some more, etc., etc."
Of course Mr. Rum has the most heinous work schedule right now (it's budget season for his office and he's the one in charge of it), he has to jump through hoops to get time off, and has to call at least 10 different people to let them know he's going to be gone for one day.
Mr. Rum doesn't care about the hay. But everyone in the family is worried about it. (I guess it's easier to think about the hay than what is happening to FIL, but really??? The hay?)
Anyways, my MIL is a complete wreck. And we don't know much past that he's getting x-rays taken.
Please send good vibes our way.
Thank you.
Turns out that his father, my father-in-law (known here on out as FIL), was baling hay out on his "back 40" (what call their backyard.
My in-laws live on property that has a lot of ground, every year he cuts hay to sell to the farmers, etc. who need it.
Anyway, FIL is sitting on the baler, and falls off it. He's in excrutiating pain. One of the workers & Mother-in-Law (also known as EVIL MIL) put FIL in the car and take him to his doctor''s office. Doctor tells them he needs to get to the hospital to get x-rays done. FIL is in too much pain to get back into the car, so they have to call an ambulance.
As far as I know, he's still in x-ray. Doc thinks he's broken at least one rib and might have a serious spinal injury.
BIL#1 (the one who lives closest to the ILs) called Mr. Rum and insisted that OMGWTFBBQYOUNEEDTOBHERERIGHTNAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Turns out, Mr. Rum has been militarily volunteered to be in charge of the hay baling stuff. 'cos as they all point out "We can't have the hay sitting around in the rain without covering it, cutting it some more, etc., etc."
Of course Mr. Rum has the most heinous work schedule right now (it's budget season for his office and he's the one in charge of it), he has to jump through hoops to get time off, and has to call at least 10 different people to let them know he's going to be gone for one day.
Mr. Rum doesn't care about the hay. But everyone in the family is worried about it. (I guess it's easier to think about the hay than what is happening to FIL, but really??? The hay?)
Anyways, my MIL is a complete wreck. And we don't know much past that he's getting x-rays taken.
Please send good vibes our way.
Thank you.
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