After an 11 day stay in the hospital, Mike is now home!
He is still weak and the wound on his arm is straight out of a horror film, but he is here!
It has been explained to us that this will take some time to heal, maybe 3 to 4 weeks, and he requires home health care (God bless those nurses that came out in 4 inches of snow on Christmas day!) still, he is most definitely getting better.
This has been a nightmare. My brain felt like it was going to explode, trying to think of ways to control this situation that I had no control over, trying to stay connected to my kids to relieve their fears when my own threatened to consume my sanity, the anxiety over Mike's condition that distracted me during driving in bad conditions (we had one of the worst ice storms in history here in Missouri on the 15th and it left me stranded on a side road for 4 hours), business tasks that had to be completed, and a house that still had to be kept. I mean, like it or not, we all still needed to wear clean underwear.
But the support you all showed me, in your comments, emails and phone calls, gave me strength.
It might not seem like much, a simple "We are praying for your family, Shannon", but it meant so much.
Each one I used to prop myself up with and move on to the next thing that had to be done.
Thank you doesn't seem adequate but it is all I have;