It's raining, it's pouring, my old man is snoring!

I am living a new normal. 

Oh, wait, this has been my life for quite a while!

After my hip surgery, an awesome adventure to which I have recovered in an amazing way, my DH insisted I slow down. Ha.

He finally got an active call for the job he's been on for a while; sitting in a car by live wires brought down by disasters. Think ice, snow, tornadoes. It's easy for him as all he has to do is yell "get away from there" until the utilities fix the wires.

What he didn't do was drink enough, sleep, take his meds (none). He passed out, landed on his head and received a TBI. Subdural hematoma and multiple hemorrhages throughout his brain. Lucky us, he has no deficits, a headache, 6 staples in the split in his scalp and a lumbar spinal injury that will heal with PT.

I had to drive 6 hours to the trauma hospital, sit in it for three days with my elder daughter in tow, and bring him home 3 days after his injury. Another 6 hour drive with an injured man. Fortunately he was receptive to everything I told him to do. And still is.

My life is never dull.

I'm signed up for the No Kings rally in my local areas and am hoping I can at least stand for a few minutes to prove my participation.

Life is strange.

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  1. OH MY! Well, the good news is you have recuperated from your hip surgery. Thank goodness. So sorry that your DH suffered a TBI! Glad he’s all right and even better that he is receptive to what you tell him! Great that you had your elder DD for support. What a scare!

    My DD is going to the No King Day rally. I cannot do downtown, but I’ll be there in spirit.

    Take good care. Get some bubble wrap for your DH! OY

    hugs
    barb
    1cd

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  2. humor kicks in: will we be seeing this story line in an episode of The Pitt? Seriously, so grateful for the dodging of bullets in our lives.

    Our own No Kings "rally" is going to be lining up along the bike path, along the south highway in town. It claims to not have marching involved. I'm a little nervous, as it had been my plan to walk the route, which is about 2 miles long. It could end up as one huge traffic jam on the path (which it always is on Marathon day, where the route also goes on that bike path), but "time will tell".

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    1. OMG, one of my choices in trauma centers WAS the Pitt! He was in the Pittsburgh area when this happened. I totally avoided it and found a very great place about 40 miles south east. We couldn't have asked for better care.

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    2. Clearly those folks knew what they were about! Keep on healing: both of you!

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  3. ALICIA363
    *facepalm* Life is indeed strange. At least your man is receptive! I’m afraid I’m met with ODD. He often expresses his surprise when he discovers on his own (aka the hard way) that I was right. lol and sigh

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