2/19/07

Hello All,

If it weren't for bad luck....Tuesday, 2/13, I awoke to a phone call at 5:45 AM from SO's boss asking where he was...within a few minutes and numerous phone calls to police, etc, we found out he was in a severe car accident on his way to work and was being air-lifted to a trauma center about 2 hours from here. What a scary morning....when I called the trauma center, he hadn't even arrived yet...was still in the air, that freaked me out.

After some frantic phone calls with his mother, father, my mother - to get them here to our house, the trauma doctor called me saying SO had arrived, he was conscious, did I want to speak with him. I spoke with him for a second or two, then the doctor got back on the phone saying they had to take him for tests - MRI's, Cat scans, etc. Me, his mom, & dad, headed out the door for the excruciatingly long two hour drive to the hospital...not knowing whether we would find him dead or alive when we got there. I know - I had spoken with him, HE had in fact given the doctor my full name and our phone number, but I've also known people to talk while having severe internal injuries...all I could think was that this was God's way of punishing him for the crap the week before. I really thought he was going to be dead when we got to the hospital.

As it turns out, he's incredibly lucky. No broken bones, no internal injuries, no head trauma - not even one stitch. He was pinned in the truck upside down for about an hour in 2 degree weather before they could get him out and he has some major bruising to his legs where they were squished beneath the dash & steering wheel; his head was tossed about and he has bruising on his vertebrae resulting in the need for him to wear a cervical collar, but all in all, he pretty much came out of this wreck unscathed when it could have been much, much worse. When I went to see the truck, I couldn't believe anyone could have lived through it. And, yes - he's fanatical about wearing his seat belt at all times, thank goodness.

Tuesday in the ER, he asked me to stay with him, which I did. I ended up being stranded at the hospital for 2 nights due to the storm that came through (yuck - no shower for 2 days, sleeping in a chair - let me tell you, the thought of throwing myself down a flight of stairs just so I could get my own bed & bathroom crossed my mind more than once, lmao )... He was released from the hospital on Saturday and is home now; actually doing very well.

There's more to the story...but, my time this morning is limited. I just needed to get this out. Yes, Ellie including his heavy use of prescription painkillers; plus he talked more with me about his session with the psychologist before the accident. I'll have to come back at a later time and fill in those details.

I don't think there's anything left to happen in my crazy world.