Helmets! We All Need Helmets!

( I keep going back and forth on the title of this post.  Torn on whether to put it as one of my WTF?! posts or something else because, let me assure you, "WTF" was muttered many a times during all of this.  Many many a times.) 

As if Ethan's injury wasn't enough, Wes' dad fell off the roof 2 days ago (or ladder or something; we probably will never know because he doesn't remember anything) and was knocked unconscious.  Thankfully Marcia was home and called 911.  He was laying on the ground, out, not moving, fingers bent backward.  Not good. 

All he kept talking about was the gutter and the fact that the gutter is bent.  Even the paramedics were getting a bit annoyed.  "Yes, Karl, the gutter IS bent."  (It got bent during the accident and was the first thing he saw when he woke up on the ground)

He was taken by ambulance to FMH where we quickly learned that he, too, like Ethan, had sub-cranial bleeding.  Are you kidding me?!  5 days.  5 DAYS after going through all of this with Ethan, we were right back where we started with Karl.  And like Ethan, he was medivac-ed to Anchorage to see the neurosurgeon. 

Seriously, you can't even make this stuff up. 

But thankfully, his brain contusion was small and did not have any increased pressure so the doctors just wanted to monitor him for 24 hours to make sure the bleeding would not continue.

The funny part about it is that a bunch of our friends were still in Anchorage with Ethan so Karl & Marcia had quite the welcoming party.  It was really nice for Wes and I to know that they were not down there alone but some of the pictures seem like they were having a little too much fun. 

But then again, misery does love company. . .