Last Tuesday, I received a call from Tim's cell phone. But it wasn't Tim. It was his friend that was working with him on a house that had been demolished by the recent tornadoes in our area. "Tim fell off of a ladder. He is okay, but the EMT's want to take him to the hospital to check him out." I thought it was a joke, at first, as his friend is quite comical. He is also VERY laid back, so his tone and words led me to believe that he would be cleared at the hospital and outta there in a few hours. In fact, when Tim called me from the ambulance shortly after, I actually asked, "So, you won't be able to get Elise to dance tonight?"
No. He wouldn't be able to take her to dance that night. Or the next night. Or the next 90 nights. He shattered his heel bone. YIKES! OUCH! SHIT!
He had a small surgery on Tuesday evening to
clean out the hole that was formed from his heel bones breaking and forcing their way out of his foot. Fortunately, he injured his left foot (non-driving foot) but his right foot is severely bruised and sore so he is unable to use crutches at this point. He also hit his head and received 12 staples, or head bling, as we prefer to call them. He will have another surgery next week to reform his heel. I'm not quite sure what this will entail exactly. For now, I only know that he will not be able to work for two to three months. And that hurts me probably as much as his foot hurts him. Okay, maybe not AS much, but DAMN! We were just catching up! I've changed my mindset, though, about this, thinking of what could have happened. Falling 20 feet from a ladder could have been fatal. He could have broken his back or neck, rendering him handicapped. We are lucky that he simply can't work for a few months.
So, we are making this work. He is couch ridden by day
And he is scooting around on an office chair when it's not occupied by another household member
Bath time is fun!
Especially when you can invent new ways to utilize nooks in your house that were previously never used
We know that we'll make it through this and are trying hard to keep our spirits up. I, for one, have noticed that the house is a lot neater since Tim is not able to walk around. That's ONE GOOD THING out of this, right? Say yes, please!
UPDATE (May 23, 2011): Tim has successfully completed his surgery and is