Sunday, August 8, 2010
Yes, the Birthday Boy hit 60 this week, but only hours before he hit the floor.
Dan was sleeping peacefully in his bed when he woke up and decided to turn off his box fan sitting on the floor. However, he didn't quite turn it off like he intended to. Instead, he fell on it and it turned off never to turn back on again.
In the process of falling he tried to catch himself with his only "good" arm, the left one, which resulted in him throwing his shoulder out of joint. Immediately after that his head hit the hardwood floor and splat! It was not a pretty scene.
When he screamed, I came running to find him face down and unable to move. He was yelling and I was trying to help him up. Everything hurt!! Finally we got him rolled over and slowly we got him up. I gave him a cloth with ice in it to hold on his head but since his shoulder was in great pain and the right hand doesn't work so good, he had a real hard time keeping the ice in place.
We got him to the emergency room where they gave him a nice shot to put him to sleep while they worked on him. They put the shoulder back in place while I was watching and I didn't even know they had done it. The nurse said, "Well, the shoulder's back in place." and I said, "Wow, that was fast." Then they stitched his head. That took a lot longer. They had to put 5 stitches in the cut because it was so deep and 13 on top to hold it together.
When he woke up (I was begining to wonder if he would wake up) they let me take him home. I cleaned him up and changed his clothes and he laid down for a few minutes while I cleaned up. Cleaning up his floor was like cleaning up a crime scene. YUCK!! But, we had an early morning (8:00) appointment with the hearing clinic in Pocatello and needed to be there.
We hurried the best we could and we were just a little late for the appointment. I didn't think it was too bad for having spent the night in the ER.
After the appointment we went to breakfast at Perkins in Pocatello and took an Apple Pie home for Dan's birthday. It was good breakfast and it was good to relax for a few minutes that morning.
Back home, Dad laid down and I changed clothes to go to work at the pharmacy. We had a piece of pie that night when I got home and then Dad finished it off the next day.
Some days are just like that; but it's usually not on your 60th birthday.
Here are some pictures of Dan. Which one do you like the most?