Friday, 8 May 2015
Horrible kind of day
I had a lovely walk this morning and had just sat down to have my hair cut when I got the phone call that everyone dreads. 'Cher, you are not to worry but Tony has had an accident'. I was then told that they were waiting for an ambulance and as soon as they knew which hospital Tony was being taken to someone would come and pick me up and drive me there. I actually got to the hospital before the ambulance which scared the bejeezers out of me. When the ambulance arrived with my poor lovely hubby I got to see the damage. A big black eye, two huge grazed bumps on his head and his finger at a very strange angle. He was ashen white and shaken to the core and that is not at all like him. It wasn't known if he had hurt his spine and they immediately put him in a collar and taped him to the bed so he couldn't move. We spent five hours at the hospital while they xray'd him all over, head neck, back, hip and hands. I thank my lucky stars that he wasn't as badly hurt as had been first thought. Oh, and I didn't get the haircut so that will have to wait until next week.