Saturday, April 04, 2009
Jim was in an accident on thursday, he survived with minor injuries, wearing his seat belt, he rolled the jeep as his attention was diverted and over corrected sending the car into a roll and stopping when one wheel came to rest on one rock at the end of the bank of the river. This is the two lane highway to the park going thru the canyon, maybe 5 miles from our house. Only in Montana do people drive around with axes, two men cut down a tree and used the stump to stabilize the car until the medics arrived. A second team was called for the jaws of life while Jim was being stabilized in the car.
I was at work, one of the nurses came to prepare me for the phone call, a stranger was giving me all she knew up to that moment, so with hands shaking I drive to our ER, it would be another hour before Jim would arrive with the drive and the extraction from the car. Julie, my boss met me there as did another friend.
He arrived, all strapped down with his back and neck immobilized and the medics walked in and said you must be Nancy, and we now know everything there is to know about Stiff Man syndrome, since Jim had kept trying to tell them to stop trying to get his back and neck flat, wasn't going to happen, he had this disease. When Julie asked him what hurt, he said, "My soul."
I laughed and I cried. The
nurse part of me took over, telling the doctor he had to have this xray to check his pump, and the catheter, and she put up with me for 4 hours, and after many xrays and scans and stitches, pump working, catheter where it should be, no bones broken, I took
him home, him wearing only a hospital gown and pj's, he was very upset at the loss of his clothes and then now days later the magnitude of what he went thru and the emotional burden at the loss of
the car and the financial burden is overwhelming him more than his injuries.