When you realize you are mortal

This evening Sherry and I dined alone on Chicken a la King. I had pressured the chicken and she had deboned it and had it all ready for the white sauce. she was feeding the crew again. This time her delicious, A la King.

My love walked out of the motor home to check out the deck I was building, the crew had gone to lunch they were working on the steps.

She was frustrated because the camera was on internal storage and this picture was the last one available to store. I couldn’t get it back to the card from internal storage. we were both frustrated. She had said there is not a picture of you working yet.  Those are the steps, she later fell on. The crew came back from lunch and set them in place since I had chalked a line and cut the decking boards.

It was about an hour later Sherry walked out on the deck. I was on the corner just opposite getting ready to tie the deck into the carport. She was only 6 feet from me when I saw her fall out of the corner of my eye.  The stairs ended up exactly as she had photographed them only her left leg was under the building and she was lying on the steps. They dropped 3 feet.

I yelled “Baby!” and ran over, Immediately, I could see her arm was broken her hand was at a wrong angle from her arm.  by that time the crew, especially Mark was there, blaming himself for not securing the steps. 

But my thoughts, seeing her lying there completely still, was, “NO! not my love! MY LOVE OF 56 YEARS!” She wasn’t moving and in the few seconds, I was by her side, I was thinking how quickly accidents happen. I knew she was hurt, but I feared the worst, because she did exactly what she should have done, lay perfectly still, she knew to do that. many a minor injury has become major because the victim moved, causing fatal or permanent damage.

After checking her, We walked to the car, I took her to the local Urgent care facility that had just opened near here.  We have passed it several times, not knowing that one of us would ever be there.

My love is 74, she has never had a broken bone. I once caught her ankles as she fell head first off the side of a mountain with full pack.  We had laughed together,  once we were back on the trail. We both have taken some rough falls on the Appalachian Trail, but no serious injuries. It is time to realize mortals get seriously hurt.  We are both grateful it was not worse.

I watched my love as the doctor tried to reset this break THREE TIMES, not a grimace. finally the   x-rays said, ‘IT IS STILL NOT SET’, so tomorrow we have an appointment with an ‘expert’ who will try to set it without surgery, but with the complicated break, the doc says, surgery is a distinct possibility.

We would both appreciate your prayers, if you talk to the Lord. Some folk don’t pray, that is your choice, but I would appreciate some positive thoughts if you don’t.

Thanks for coming my way, it is impossible for me not to tear up when I think of the possibilities.

I finished the Chicken a la King, with her directions, but I had a problem with the blessing, as I thanked God I still had my one and only LOVE!

Thank you in advance.

Nite Shipslog

PS:

Sorry I missed your blogs tonight.  Love you guys.

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I borrowed my brother in law’s 1955 turquoise Chevrolet to drive to Sherry’s house to ask for our first date.

I picked her up in this one, 1948 Chevy convertible. It was 4 speed, Sherry-o-matic. She changed the gears, cause my right arm was holding her close!!!