Delicious Cupcakes!

Under terrible circumstances, you realize how lucky and loved you are. I don’t even know where to begin with my gratitude for the outpouring of support, love, and prayers I’ve received from my family and friends. 

Thanks, Lisa!

My car accident was three weeks ago from tomorrow. We didn’t tell a lot of people what happened to me, at first, because we really didn’t know how bad my condition was. I thought, I was just fine. I think it was the adrenaline, and denial of how serious the accident was.

When I got to the hospital, Jeff and Natalie began texting and calling my close friends… my mom was busy emailing our family. The prayers started going out immediately. During my stay at St. Vincent’s and UAB Hospitals, I had several visitors. My co-workers aren’t just co-workers… they are my friends. My great friends. Flowers, balloons, stuffed animals, a gorgeous ceramic cross… all filled my, otherwise, dull hospital room. 
Some goodies

When I was released, the generosity didn’t end. Every single day since I’ve been home, I’ve opened a card or care package from a family member or friend. Had a visitor pop over for a quick chat or to bring me a meal. A text, call, email, or Facebook message from someone asking how I am and if there is anything they can do to help, always makes me smile. 

Am I going stir-crazy? Honestly, I’m not. Not yet. I’ve been writing a lot. I’m also starting to work from home. Just web stuff for now, but I’m so lucky CBS 42 is allowing me to do so.

Most importantly…my mom has been here every waking moment since I called her from the scene of the accident. I was terrified that morning when the first responders found me, unconscious in a ditch. She hopped a plane to Birmingham that morning. She has been a super hero through it all. Working from the house, running a trucking company, hundreds of miles away. There is nothing my mom can’t do. She can cook a gourmet meal, talk to a driver who’s stranded in severe weather, plant flowers on my front patio, and help me in and out of my wheelchair all at the same time. She never complains. She never shows weakness. I actually had my surgery on her birthday. One of the last things I said to her as the anesthesiologist pumped me with drugs was, “some birthday gift, huh?” She told me her birthday gift was a successful surgery and a strong recovery. A promise I plan to keep.

So, in the end, I want to thank YOU for being so wonderful. For taking time to check on me, even if it’s just reading this blog. I hope I never have to go through anything like this again, and I would never wish it upon anyone… but through it all, it’s so nice to know I’m loved, and that’s something I will never forget.