On the Tues before Thanksgiving last year, at almost exactly this time, I was was in the emergency room corridor hearing a discussion between doctors that I was not supposed to be hearing. They were awaiting the results of x-rays, but seriously thought my (then) husband had broken his neck and very well might be paralyzed, at least on one side. It was pretty damn bleak.
Thankfully, it was a miracle that no one could believe...he WALKED out 4.5 hours after the ambulance brought him in with just scratches and seriously painful aches, pains, and stiffness.
His story for those who don't remember-
http://phreaki-boi.livejournal.com/22410.htmlThat seems like so much more than a year ago.
I am still immensely grateful he is ok.
p.s. I'm never marrying again as my husbands always find themselves in near fatal accidents (and the first one was permanently fucked up). I am a jinx, a bad luck charm.