Not One But Two

Wednesday, July 27th started out like any other normal day. I dropped Hannah off at school and headed off to run some errands. Sam's Club was the only one on my list that was open that early in the morning, so I decided that would be my first stop. I finish up my shopping, load my car, return my cart, and head back to my car. The next thing I know, I am sitting on the hot asphalt not able to get up and in extreme pain. I could not feel or move my fingers on my left hand so I looked down and saw that I had dislocated my arm. As the pain increased, I sat there praying to God that he would take the pain away and that the ambulance would get there soon. As I am praying, I hear a faint voice say they are two minutes out. I can remember thinking two more minutes! I can't wait another two minute. Oh please God help!! I just can't take one more minute. Finally, I hear the sirens getting closer. I look up and it's a firetruck. Really??? A freakin fire truck!!! I am not on fire. Well at this point my "ace" felt like it is on fire since I was sitting on 120 degree asphalt but anyway, so what about the ambulance??? After a few minutes I finally hear another set of sirens. Oh praise God they are finally here!!

After a lot of drugs and x-rays I make it back to my room. I sit and listen to the er doctor tell me that I had dislocated, crushed, and severely broken my left arm and that it would need surgery. Surgery? What?? Not even giving me time to process that great news, he then proceeded to tell me that I had also broken my right arm. I felt like I was in a bad dream and I could not wake up. I can remember thinking it must be a mistake. It has to be a mistake!!! Who breaks both of their arms?

Later, I came to the realization it was not a dream nor the drugs but my oh so reality for the next few months. I started to think how will I be a mom, a wife, a daughter, a friend??? How will I take care of my family when I can not even take care of myself! I am and have always been a very independent person. It is very rare I ask anyone for help. So I knew this journey would not only test patience but my pride as well.

to be continued........