Thursday, February 14, 2008

A Broken Heart is Better Than a Broken Back

This will certainly be a Valentines Day to remember. After a very long wait in a room full of hurting bitchy people waiting hours to see the back specialist we now know the bad news - B broke his back (compressed fracture at T-12). The good news is he will not need surgery but won't even start to feel better for at least 4-6 weeks.

B says he knows what he's going to feel like when he's 100 yrs. old. I feel so bad for him and wish I could take away his pain. B is not a very good patient but is hurting severely so I can't blame him for being a grouch. He can't do a damn thing without assistance. I have him hopped up on percs and valium now (thanks doc) so hopefully he can get some pain relief and sleep.

B's snowmobile season is definitely over and I probably won't go riding the rest of the year without him. Anyone want to bet that this will end up being the best snowmobile season in decades now that we can't ride?

I'm going to start calling him Murphy. You know, Murphy as in Murphy's Law. My boss says I should stop taking time off because almost every time I take a vacation or have a day off something happens. If it weren't for bad luck I wouldn't have any luck at all. Ok, enough of the pity party. I'm sorry to be such a bummer on this Valentines Day, Pre-Presidents Day weekend, spring training reporting Day.

I'd rather be at the office job I hate than playing nurse to the man I love. I don't think I'm getting any hot Valentine love today. I hope you all enjoy this Hallmark holiday whether you celebrate with a significant other or celebrate some self-love.

Achy-Breaky Valentines Day Wishes


  1. OMG!! Thank goodness he is ok. I know a broken back isn't "ok" but considering how much worse it could have been. WOW, just WOW.

    I'm so sorry B is in so much pain but so thankful he won't need surgery.

    Sending good thoughts your way and B's way.

    Big Hugs!!

  2. My husband and I did manage to have sex when he had a broken pelvis. It makes me blush to even admit it now. (It was after we knew the pelvis was stable, after he'd been in the hospital for two weeks and was finally home.) It was the oh-my-god-you-almost-died-you're-still-alive-i-love-you-so -much sex people apparently tend to have shortly after bad operations and accidents. So don't feel bad if you get to craving it lol.

    And that ... that was your TMI of the day.


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