A series of unfortunate events

Our 4th of July ended rather abruptly. It started sprinkling so We were rushing to clean up the fireworks. David had 5 or so sparklers in his hand he decided to light real quick. He lit one and it caught the others on fire. They flash burned and got David's hand. He came inside and put it under cold water while I got the kids ready for bed. David came upstairs and said We needed to go to the hospital. Thank goodness grandpa was here to stay with the kids.
The doctor in the emergency room told us we had to go see the burn doctor on Monday. They washed his hand, bandaged it up and sent us home with lots if pain medication.
Monday morning I drove David to the burn doctor in Austell. We got in to see the doctor and they told us he would need surgery and they would do it that morning. We came home Monday night ( with more pain meds), they put a cadaver graft on his hand going that his own skin would regenerate under it.
On Friday we went back to the doctor to see if it was healing or if it would require a graft of his own skin. Thankfully his skin had started regenerating on its own and didn't need another surgery.

Meanwhile in the week that we were nursing David's hand, all three kids and grandpa got sick. 

The following Sunday the kids started home with grandpa while mom and dad went to church ( it was so quiet). When we got home from church we ate lunch then I started to feel sick. I took a nap and still didn't feel better. I laid around while my stomach cramped. After a while it stopped moving around, the cramping had settled in my lower right side. That's when David said We had to go to the hospital...again. I had appendicitis. I ended up having my appendix removed early Monday morning.
They discharged me around 11am, David and the kids came and picked me up to take me home.

Driving home on hwy 41 minding our own business we got side swiped by an older man who made a very wide turn into our lane. As luck would have it, it hit on the passenger side where I was sitting. That hurt! Luckily our van was not badly damaged and no one was hurt.

Luckily, that seems to be the end of our streak of bad luck. Good thing too, I'm not ready to lose anymore organs.

Warning: graphic pictures below.