November 22nd - Thanksgiving Day
I am thankful for the following on this special holiday...
1. My amazing mother, and her incredible cooking skills. Can you make your WHOLE Thanksgiving dinner from scratch?
2. My daddy's mommy, Betty Lou. Tadd and I had the opportunity of spending a little bit of time with her since she came up to my parent's house for Thanksgiving. She is such a hoot!
3. Modern medicine, and hospitals (see below for explanation).
NOW for our story...
I ask you, what would Thanksgiving be like without a trip to the ER? In the eyes of Tadd Cox, very strange indeed. Oddly enough, our sister-in-law, Kecia, feels the same way. Tadd and I awoke around 11 Thanksgiving morning to find that Kecia was in the ER because of extreme cramps and bleeding, poor thing! The doctors think she may have ruptured an ovarian cyst, which I've experienced as well, so she spent a few hours in the hospital. What a terrible day to have a family member spend in the hospital, right? Well, let's add a second family member to that tally, my husband.
After eating at my parents around 1:00, going shooting in Payson for an hour afterward, playing some Scattergories, and enjoying Apple Betty (no, not my Grandma in fruit form), we headed home to spend some time with Tadd's family. Tadd's dad has a woodshop in their backyard filled with all sorts of fun tools...you see where I'm getting with this? I've always worried a little when Tadd is out there using his dad's tools, but he's a pretty responsible, safe guy....for the most part, so I usually shrug off the feeling. The newest tool in the workshop is a lathe (very cool, I'm told), so Tadd, Steve and Mazie (6 year old neice) were out in the shop experimenting with this new tool. Apparently, it was needed to use a band saw for some of the wood they were experimenting with on the lathe.
Skip to my whereabouts...I'm inside with the rest of the family, not exactly wondering where Tadd is. When he disappears randomly, I can basically assume he's in the woodshop. No sooner than 30 minutes after we'd come home from our lovely holiday at my parents do I hear Steve knocking on the kitchen window to alert Camme (my mother-in-law), and Tadd comes running in the house clutching his hand. He rushes out the house yelling that he needs to go to the hospital so Corbin, Rick (brothers-in-law) and I run out of the house after him. Corbin, the ever skilled driver, speeds us to the ER, and by the time we arrive Tadd is in tears. :(
It is now 10:14 a.m, Friday the 23rd, and we have relocated to The University of Utah medical center to await Tadd's surgery. We arrived here around 10 p.m last night after Utah Valley Regional Medical Center checked out Tadd's finger, put him through all sorts of pain with shots and such, and immediately assessed that he needs to see a plastic surgeon. Naturally there aren't any in Provo that would take the call.
Being the sympathetic wife I am, I took a picture of his finger on my camera phone. Sadly, my phone died last night so I can't post the picture just yet, the explanation just won't do it justice without the picture. Basically Tadd fed some wood into the band saw and sliced into the pinky finger on his left hand. Hold your hand parallel to the floor, and bend your pinky finger. Now imagine taking a saw and slicing through the bone, still parallel to the floor, right at the joint about two inches. Terrible, huh?
We were promised by a plastic surgeon resident (not quite comparable to McSteamy, but easiest on the eyes) that Tadd will not lose his finger, but he will have arthritis early on, and need to go through plastic surgery.
This is the current update on poor little Tadd, and I'll be sure to keep you posted, pictures and all. Keep Tadd in your prayers!
Enjoying our drive down to Elk Ridge
Pardon my photography skills
Presenting Megan - cooked up the stuffed mushrooms, Tadd's favorite
Presenting Betty Lou - responsible for the Peterson insanity!
Presenting Jack - super steak maker
Presenting Sue - the brains behind it all
Grandma and me. Please God, grant me those cheekbones someday.
Examining the guns
No place to put the pies? Not at the Peterson home, store them on the kitchen island shelf along with the plants!
Who just drinks cold liquids from a mug? Sick.
The happiest little Haley you ever did see.
The featured couple of this blog post. 
These girls are so much fun, and so dang cute! Tadd was leading one of the songs with Adrie's leg near the end of sacrament and she blurts out, "What the heck!?" She's only three, and so advanced! :)
November 19th
Looking super hot, AGAIN.
Tadd made this table for Megan all by himself!
Here we are all military-like!
