We scheduled surgery to screw a titanium plate to his clavicle the very next day.
It was supposed to last 1 – 1.5 hours, but went 2.5 hours, because the break was (according to the surgeon) “pretty nasty.” And instead of it being a same-day procedure, Andy was kept overnight, due to low post-op oxygen saturation plus high pain levels.
It was a stressful situation. I don’t like seeing my Sweet Man hurt. It’s hard to feel so powerless to help. But thanks to the wonder of the internet, we didn’t have to go through it alone.
And we’ve been touched by the caring of relative strangers, who blogged and tweeted concern for our plight, asking others to spread the word.
Thank you all. So much. It means the world to us.
And to the friends who’ve fed us, lent us your shower (Andy was in the midst of redoing our upstairs bathroom before his accident), and come to help fix our plumbing – We owe you. Big time.
We are forever grateful.