Friday, July 07, 2017
A Bump in the Road of Life
However, the bump or detour or whatever, happened twelve days ago. Big time. Life can change in an instant. And mine did.
Scout, the sweet, quiet spaniel of my son, John was staying here for a week while John was out of town. Scout is so quiet that I often do not know where he is, except at about 1:30AM in the morning when he decides he wants to go out and then cannot find his way back to the door for me to let him in......but that is another story.
On this morning, twelve days ago, I had put Scout in the house with the door cracked a wee bit so I could get back in. My mission was to move the car out of the garden where it is parked overnight.
It is parked on the street during the day. I was starting to back the car out when I saw the dog in the street. This was at 8:30AM when there is still a bit of traffic around the school. I immediately shut the car off and went to gather Scout off the street and back into the house.
Isn't it amazing that when a pet does not want to do something how they can manage to turn into a concrete statue? Scout tried that. I think adventure was on his mind. On my mind was to get the dog into the house, the car onto the street and get on with my day.
The Universe had another idea.
Just about the time I had pushed the dog's rear into the door, he got between my legs, I pitched forward and my right arm went through the glass window.
I won't describe the gory details, because it was more then gory. Thankfully the gate was open, a neighbor heard me screaming "Help, help" and his wife grabbed a towel to wrap around my arm.
Traumatic would be an understatement. Eventually, off to the hospital we went in my neighbor's little car and into the ER we went, with me in a wheelchair.
The bottom line was that a plastic surgeon had to take care of me in about a three hour operation. With over one hundred stitches from my wrist along with part of my elbow, I look like a human quilt.
Wowza, I could have lived my whole life and never needed to have this adventure. Truly.
Of course, it had to be my right arm, of course. Today is the first day that I can use my fingers on my right hand to type!
I've missed writing.
According to the doctor this is going to be a "lengthy" recovery. No, I did not ask what that meant. I would rather take it "one day at a time". It sure has left me weak as a kitten, surprisingly.
On the bright side, the kindnesses of strangers and friends has been amazing. It gives one faith that
in all the world, with the kind of people we know, life is going to be good..........eventually.
In future posts those stories will probably find their way into posts. They keep running through my mind.
In the meantime, I just wanted you to know I am not lolly gagging around on a chaise somewhere eating bon bons, but trying to recuperate from this "bump in the road of life". The adventure continues..............
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OMG, that's an adventure you didn't need. One day at a time is the attitude to take, and each day it will get better. Just take it easy and try to enjoy any down time you have on the road to recovery. Thinking of you! Becky
Wow! How scarey and I am glad someone was there to help you! Go grab some bon bons and relax in a chaise...Take Care💜
Wow! Quite the 'tope'... Wishing you painless and prompt healing.💚
Hope the "lengthy recovery" turns out to be not so long. In the meantime, relax and take care of yourself!
So sorry to hear of your mishap. At lease it happened AFTER the Texas trip. Wishing you a speedy recovery.
Oh my. So sorry to read this. How wonderful to have such great neighbors. Wishing you a speedier recovery.
What a nasty mishap! Over 100 sutures! We wish you a steady, comfortable recovery. Take it easy...
Those recliners are so wonderfully comfortable, so no bons bons but you could peel a grape! Seriously how scary, so glad someone was there to help. Peter always says" a good neighbour is better than a far away friend." Slow and steady. Take care.
Wishing you a speedy recovery. I live on Connecticut so I'm sorry I can't bring you dinner...
Thanks EACH AND EVERY ONE of you for your thoughts and comments. It means a lot to know out there somewhere are my virtual friends...........
I am on the mend. It is weird how little bitty insignificant things, like taking a shower, is a major event to accomplish now. Soon this too will be behind me.
get well soon. tell your grandkid to get a bigger dog so you can see it.
al and stew
Indeed, Al and Stew. I am officially over my desire to have a pet, no matter the size. This episode was a wakeup call.............Whew. Sadly.
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