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Sunday, June 26, 2011

OMGoodness, my husband fell from a tree...

Friday started as a normal day as housework progressed to garden chores and then back again to making supper... Husband came home from work and headed to a sweet little widow lady's home to set out her trash and see how her grass was, said he would be home after he finished and in time for supper. I just stepped in the back door from the garden to pop in my cornbread. The phone rang and a very upset lady was saying I needed to come quick, he had fallen from a tree and was asking for me. I seemed to go blind for a moment but then came to and turned the stove off, called the son and he rushed us over to her home.  Husband was laying on the ground with a ladder under his head for a pillow and was as white as snow... We called an ambulance and were soon transported to the ER.  After laying on a back board for over two hours a Dr. finally checked on him and ordered ex rays and some pain medication.  Husband's arm is broke and quite a few pieces right above his wrist, both hips are severely sprained and he has a possible pelvic fracture. He can't stand on his own, turn in the bed or walk.  Of course they sent him home about 3 in the morning and son and I managed to struggle him into to the house. Our home was built in 1921 and there are steps to go up just to get in the house. And per usual there is no bathroom on the main floor or bedroom... Our couch is way to soft to sleep on with injuries but we struggle through until he goes to surgery the next morning. Surgery over and a good report was given on how well the arm went back together but husband is in enormous pain, even vicodin extra strength is like baby aspirins to him. We struggle another night  with him on the couch, then Sat. morning a hospital bed was ordered for him, last night was better but still a struggle with a potty chair and a cane and me doing the lifting and flipping around. 
I sat this morning and thought of all the things my husband does for us, mowing and fixing and lifting and moving. Guess who gets to do all that now, this girl that's who... I not only have to do it I have to remember to do it plus the million things he needs. My world changed so quickly.  Ladies hug your husbands and tell them how much they appreciated because things change... more later as the story continues...


  1. Oh My Goodness! Is there anything we can do, besides pray? My hubby just asked me to join him on the patio, so, after reading this, I'm going to take my iron outside and work on my applique blocks out there with him. Praying for both of you.

  2. I am sorry to hear of his accident. I hope it can get easier with home care. This is a subject I know so much about. Best wishes for his recovery. One day at a time.

  3. So sorry that this happened! Hang in there and take all the help that is offered to you. best wishes for his speedy recovery.

  4. Oh my gosh he did do a number, hope he gets to feeling better soon.