There was a car crash on the Navajo reservation Friday and it left Kalib's other grandmother, Mary Fatt, badly injured. She had to be medivaced by helicopter ambulance from just outside of Shonto to Flagstaff. Just to set the record straight, because I know that among those who do not know Mary there will be some who will be wondering, yes, Grandmother Mary is a sober person and was driving sober.
We do not yet know about the other driver, who apparently was not hurt, nor do we know the details of how the accident happened. Lavina and Jacob were in Anchorage until very late in the evening and out here, Margie and I spent several hours, worried, wondering.
I will not try to detail her injuries, but the last word that we received is that she is stable, her life no longer in danger.
I had taken a few pictures earlier in the day as I took my walk and then later after I drove off on a coffee break, but I decided instead to make a special post, just for Kalib's Grandmother Mary.
So, beginning fairly late in the evening, I shot this series of photos just for her.
I hope that she will be able to see them soon - like today, if Kalib's aunts who are with his grandmother can figure out a way to show her - if she is able to look.
If not, then she can enjoy them later.
Whenever she sees them, I know the face of Kalib will bring her cheer and cheer will help her heal.
Here, Kalib rinses a dish for his Grandma Margie.
He prepares to throw paper into the fire.
Kalib takes a bath, #1.
Kalib takes a bath, #2.
Kalib takes a bath, #3 - he watches the water go down the drain.
His mother dries him off and carries him out.
Mom sits down on the couch to finish the job. The TV is on.
Kalib gets pretty excited by something on the TV.
After he gets dressed in his pajamas, Kalib pays a visit to his Grandma Margie. She usually wears glasses that cover up the mole on her nose. With the glasses gone, Kalib finds the mole to be quite fascinating.
Kalib blows his nose.
Then he tries to blow his grandma's nose - with the same tissue!
Grandma puts her glasses on Kalib. Despite all the nose blowing, a little bit of snot trickles from his left nostril.
He draws, then tries to figure out Margie's crossword puzzle.
Mirror-view of Kalib working the crossword puzzle.
Kalib sees himself. Yes, our house is chaos. We are chaotic people, but, since I got hurt nearly a year-and-a-half ago, followed by Margie's two accidents, the chaos has intensified. We must live with it for awhile yet.
Kalib with pillow.
Kalib sees himself in the clock radio.
On this most difficult night, Kalib gives his mom a hug.
As Kalib's mom sends text messages to her sisters, his dad helps him into his bed. Kalib then turns around and pulls his hair.
Get well, Mary!
Many prayers for you.