Thankful Thursday: Bike Crash Redux
No, I don’t know if I’m using redux correctly, but it has a nice ring to it. It reflects the fact that, as I sit here getting ready to type, I feel like I already wrote this post. Probably because I did. Those of you who have read my blog since I was over at LiveJournal MAY remember about 5 years ago, I wrote about my husband crashing his bike.
Guess what happened this weekend.
Everything’s good. He’s got some broken ribs and a broken scapula, and I can tell you that getting him in and out of bed is NOT fun, but those are the small down-sides, believe me. The big gratitudes far outweight them.
Today, I am MORE than thankful that:
- My husband is here.
- My husband did not, this time, hit his head. If I leave you with one piece of advice today, it’s this: Skip the concussion. Seriously.
- That the day he crashed was a sunny February day, so that other people were on that trail, who could call the paramedics and stay with him until he got off the hill and into the ambulance.
- That Hedy Lamarr, yes, that Hedy Lamarr, invented and patented a frequency-hopping device that somehow (no, don’t ask me how) played into today’s cellphone, so that those people COULD get hold of the paramedics.
- That we have a hospital in town with an ER full of wonderfully nice, helpful people who methodically take you through the steps of the process and check in with you and take care of you.
- That morphine exists.
- We have good health insurance. Yes, despite how I feel about the insurance industry and the “game” that is cost-negotiation, it’s an excellent thing to have.
- That my marriage is so good and that I love my husband so much, that the fact that he’s here matters more than any of the stresses and inconveniences.
- That my son is an incredibly mature, responsible, kind, supportive kid who gets what’s going on, helps out whenever and however he can, and pretty much takes care of me and his dad as much as we take care of him.
Thankful, thankful, thankful!