A Series of Unfortunate Events

If I'm too quiet, it's probably understandable when you put the following into perspective:

1. My sister-in-law is in Tennessee. She's almost 7 months pregnant, and today, she was in the emergency room due to breakthrough bleeding. The baby is too big for her very small frame, and she'll likely be put on bedrest for the rest of her pregnancy. The catch is that she's also got a toddler at home, my brother can't take any time off of work (and their van broke down today). You moms out there can imagine the frustration this combination presents. My first instinct is to find some way to go up there and help out, but...

2. I really did a number on my ankle. It's swollen, hurts like a bitch, and I'm using a walker to get around. Mike's just about ready to strap me down to the chair, because in my frustration, I seem to just keep making it worse by not staying off it or keeping my weight off it properly. I feel like I'm grounded.

3. We're dead broke. Mom's dead broke. Somehow, though, she's gotta get up to Tennessee to help out. We've gotta keep my sister-in-law off her feet for as long as possible in order to ensure that the baby isn't delivered until the doctors say it should be.

Honestly? I've got faith that God's got this handled. I'm still stable, even! It's just tough to go through right now. My heart's already in Tennessee, even though I know I wouldn't be much help. I can't imagine my extremely hyper-active sister-in-law in bed for the next two months, and by the sound of it, my brother is kinda going a little nuts from the stress. Family is a big thing for us, and some of the other extra little tidbits going on with her family (and a member of my own) are just...thoroughly wrong and unthinkable.

So, keep us in your thoughts, prayers, meditations, etc. while we get this sorted out.

Thanks. :)