Help is a four letter word.  When a natural disaster strikes, four letter words abound.  Most of them are such that we should not repeat them in public but we may swear.  We may cry and sob – three letter words that relieve stress and sometimes cause additional, different stress.

I would like to suggest a six letter word that will work with HELP ACTION!

Take some action to help Haiti.

I want to encourage you to find out all you can about various relief efforts.  I have put some links below that will give you a start on ways to help.  And, while I do not have a lot of money, I will donate between 50 cents and $1.00 for each comment made here to Catholic Relief Services.  The head of the Catholic Relief Services effort in Haiti is from the area I live in.

I will count comments from now until noon on Monday, January 18th.  I would love to donate more but I have to be responsible.  The total amount I will donate will not exceed $100.00 as that is all I can manage at this point in time.

Please see if you can either blog about relief efforts for Haiti.  See if you can email friends about the relief efforts.  See if you can HELP!

Partners in Health

Doctors Without Borders

Catholic Relief Services

American Red Cross

Another Day, Another Drama

The drama started back on Wednesday.  I just always figure it will work itself out so I let it go.  Unfortunately, #5 seems to be getting a lot of press lately – at least here on my blog.

#5 is a diver.  While he has only hit the diving board a hand full of times, there are accidents and injuries that come with the jarring of the diving board on your body, your legs.  He has had these injuries, including a small tear of the meniscus a couple of years ago.  Strangely enough, that came as a result of swimming, not diving.

Photo Courtesy of the International Swimming Hall of Fame

Lately, he has been complaining of knee pain.  #5 spent Florida’s coldest week this year in Fort Lauderdale at the Merriweather Resort and diving at the Hall of Fame pool.  Two days, it was too cold to dive.  Diving is different than swimming as you will find yourself out of the water for a lengthy period of time while awaiting your next turn on the board.

On Wednesday, I received a text message.  Parents, take heed!  When a 19year old texts you asking for a favor, it is most likely going to be something you wish to not do.  I was figuring money, a text book he had found online and didn’t have the money for or something along those lines.  I was wrong.  The team would land in the Albany area about 10:30 pm that night and he had off until noon today.  Could I get him a doctor’s appointment and pick him up on Thursday morning?

I hemmed and hawed.  Wouldn’t it be better to see a doctor up there?  The orthopedist, who is the doctor he should really see, is booked solid.  It will be at least Tuesday before he could see #5.  The good news is that we have three cars and three licensed drivers so I managed to convince #3 to pick up #5 on Thursday morning while I was at a weekly breakfast with friends.  I got an appointment with his primary care physician for yesterday afternoon and the plan was set in motion.

So, on short notice, #5 has managed to see his doctor, get an x-ray of his knee and, in just a few short minutes, head to the hospital for an MRI.  He has a doctor’s excuse to not dive this weekend which really sucks for both him and his team.  Hopefully, it is just pain.  Some of us live with it daily.  Hopefully, he can get cleared and finish out his season.  Hopefully, the drama ends soon.