Thank you to all my Twitter friends for keeping me company the night I sat in the emergency room waiting for DH to take his x-rays. Thankfully, nothing is broken but he still cannot move his right arm. We’re following up with his doctor today to find out what’s going on.
It all started when DH decided to ride his bicycle after dinner. Never mind that he hasn’t ridden it in 10 years or that it was pitch black outside. He said he wanted to do something different than go on his usual run.
About an hour later, he comes home and says, “Remember when you said you married me for better or for worse?” “Yes.” I cautiously replied. “Well, I think this is the “worse” part they were talking about.” he said.
He turned his right side to me and I almost fainted. He was bleeding from head to toe. Now, I have a very weak stomach. Once when Girlie Girl had a splinter in her toe, I had to make my sister take it out for me. So seeing him dripping blood all over the kitchen floor did not sit too well with me. He said he couldn’t lift his right arm up and thought that maybe he had broken his collar bone.
I rushed him to the emergency room and even the doctors there were a little thrown by the way he looked. “What happened to you?” they asked. “Do you want the real story or what I plan to tell everyone tomorrow?” he said. I have to say, I was impressed. Even in excruciating pain, he still had a sense of humor.
The x-rays did not show any broken bones but that maybe he had torn his rotator cuff instead. Even so, his right arm is in a sling and he has no use of it whatsoever. They prescribed him some Vicodin and sent us home.
For right now, he’s out of work for the next three weeks. *sigh* Pray for me.