Wow, it has almost been a year since I last posted! Since then we have bought a home and added a beautiful little boy to the mix!
So far this year everything was going great, looking like we were finally going to get the house up to date and start doing renovations then... Last Tuesday my Husband decided to take the day off of work and join a few friends for some Bouldering, which being the totally cool wife that I am, was totally fine with! I had had some worries about the new sport he had taken up, but my hubby is the kind of guy who likes to push himself to the limit when it comes to sports, so I got over my fears and told him to go.
He left a little after 7 in the morning and just before 4 o'clock that afternoon, I got the dreaded phone call. He broke his ankle! So, I quickly got babysitters for the kids and made the hour long trek to the hospital he was taken to (during traffic hour), and when I finally made it to his bedside, they took him to have a CT. 20 minutes later the DR. came in and told us that both ankles were broken and his right foot had at least 20 broken bones!! UNBELIEVABLE!
How could this have happened? What were we going to do? We have a 9 week old and a 2.5 year old! He was going to be admitted into the hospital until they could perform the 2 surgeries it would take to repair my broken man.
I couldn't even stay with him because I had an infant to breastfeed. I had intended to go there and gather up my wounded Husband but, instead I made the sad drive back home to Fallbrook, in a daze as I kept going over what the Doctors had just told us. I got home, relieved my Mom from her babysitting duties, and realized I was alone...
The next day was one of the hardest I have had in such a long time. When I looked at the clock and saw it was 6:30pm, all I could think about was how Ben should be geting home anytime now, I should be getting dinner ready while Ben strapped Jackson onto his chest and danced around the room woth Olivia to their favorite record, yes an actual vinyl album, 'Dance Craze' (an awesome compilation of ska bands from the 70's and early 80's). We would eat dinner, have a beer then get the kids to sleep and snuggle while we caught up on our shows. That wasn't going to happen tonight. He was 40 miles away in a hospital bed.. so far away.
That night seems so far away from tonight. Ben is still in the hospital. He was supposed to come home tomorrow morning but, now they say Saturday. I just want him home. Now.
The Doctor says it could take nine months to a year for him to recover from these injuries! I can't wait to have my Husband back, we miss him so much. I haven't been away from him for more than 5 days since we met, almost 6 years ago! Tonight makes 10...
