When It Rains, It Pours

     That saying has been 100% true for us over the last couple weeks. As you all know from my last post, Aaron got into a Motorcycle accident 2 Sunday's ago. Well after the surgeon in Aviano decided their equipment was not going to be fixed soon enough, he decided to send Aaron to Germany for surgery. We spent last Wednesday, 5/6, preparing for our long trip to Germany. We dropped the dogs off with our friends, packed our bags, and went to sleep early because we knew Thursday was going to be a looooooong day. 

     On Thursday morning, we woke up extra early and waited for the bus to pick us up. It was a 13 hour bus ride to Germany!!!! Connor did pretty good for being cooped up in a bus for such a long time.

 Waiting for the bus to leave.

 The drive was so pretty.

 We let Connor run and play at each of the stops.

 When we got to the base, we checked into the Fisher House {A house right across from the hospital where we had or own private room and bathroom, but shared a kitchen, living room, and dining  room with other families.} and went straight to sleep.

      We woke up early on Friday morning because Aaron had an appointment at 8 to meet with the surgeon. We had a little spare time before his appointment, so Connor and Aaron played outside.

While we waited for the doctor, Connor and Aaron played with balloon gloves and took Connor's vitals. When we talked with the surgeon, he gave us bad news: the surgery had to wait until Monday because the OR was full. Aaron wasn't too thrilled about walking around with a broken clavicle for another 3 days, but he had no choice.

 We went to the park across from the house that afternoon and then watched movies in our room.

      I was pretty excited for Saturday because we were going to the mall on the other base. It was so big compared to any other store I have ever seen on a base. We shopped all day, and made sure to enjoy the food and play area in between.

 We ate breakfast at this pastry/coffee shop.

 Connor loved playing in the play area. A little boy helped him climb up the tunnels.

    Sunday was Mother's Day. We played T-Ball outside, took a nap {that's what I really wanted to do}, and ate dinner at Macaroni Grill. I thought it was a perfect day, even though Aaron wishes it could have been better.

 Connor picked me a mini bouquet flowers.

     Monday was the day we have been waiting for: surgery day!!!! We got to the hospital at 9, and they let us go back with Aaron while we waited for them to take him to surgery.

 Connor liked playing doctor.

 Passing time.

They took Aaron back at about noon, and Connor and I went to eat lunch. He fell asleep on our way to the cafeteria, and didn't wake up until the surgeon came to tell me Aaron was out of surgery. We met Aaron in PACU and waited for him to be discharged. He was in a good amount of pain, but happy to have the surgery over with.

 This is what it looks like now.

That night, we got a call from our friends who were watching Kylie and Pearl saying that Kylie wasn't acting right. She was having some other issues and we decided it would be best for her to be taken to the vet. The vet recommended she stay over night and get antibiotics and fluids. Then they would more then likely do surgery on Tuesday.

 Our poor girl got stuck multiple times on her legs.

    On Tuesday, we took the bus back to Vicenza and kept in touch with our friend Morgan about Kylie. It was a stressful bus ride waiting to hear what their plan was and what was going to happen next, but they  decided to wait to do her surgery until Thursday so her antibiotics had time to start working. When we got back to Vicenza at about 10pm, we called the vet to see if we could visit Kylie, but they said they were only open for emergencies. Looks like we had to wait to see her until tomorrow.

     On Wednesday we took Aaron's paperwork to his work and met with one of the other doctors at the clinic. Then we picked up Pearl, dropped her off, and went to Connor's 2 year appointment. He is 36 inches tall {75%} and 33 pounds {90%}. We always have had a big boy on our hands!

 Waiting for the doctor.

After Connor's appointment, we went to see Kylie. She looked so skinny and sad, but was in good hands. They wanted to keep her overnight again to give her more antibiotics and then for her surgery the next day.

 We gave her kisses and said goodbye.

When we came home, Connor wanted to play with his T-Ball stuff. The neighbors saw him playing, and wanted to learn. Aaron talked them through it and before we knew it, all the kids were playing.

     On Thursday, I ran errands with Connor and then we went to pick Kylie up. When we got there, they told us that they wanted to keep her overnight yet again to help control her pain. So we came home empty handed yet again.

     Today, Friday, we finally got to bring Kylie home ...

 Our poor girl. I am so happy she's home.

....but not before we let Connor play in the rain. 

{I figured it would be appropriate to post these pictures given the title of this post.}

 Because what kid doesn't love to play in the rain?!?

     Hopefully things will start looking up for us. I know things could have been a lot worse, so I am happy and grateful that both Aaron and Kylie are on the road to recovery and we have a healthy little boy.