Count Your Blessings. NOW!

Scary, overwhelming, exhausting.  Those are just a few words that can describe the past few days in our household.

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 as shitty as can be expected recovering quite nicely.  He should be home tomorrow, barring any unforeseen circumstances, like me telling the doctor to keep him for eight more weeks additional swelling/pain management/I need more drugs in my body kind of thing.  We are thankful for all of our family and friends that have asked for help and LORD HELP ME, I WILL ASK FOR HELP IF I NEED IT!  Right now, as I sit here with a nice buzz and two kids in bed, I think we are okay.  But we do appreciate the prayers and offers!  ♥