I’m sorry for the lack of posting as of late…
My husband Nate was in an accident. After receiving a call at work on Monday, I rushed to the ICU to learn that the doctors expected him to be a quadriplegic for the rest of his life. I saw him moments before he was taken into surgery. As he sat on the stretcher with his neck in a brace, I whispered to him, “I love you… no matter what!” His eyes welled up in tears, and I had to turn away so that he wouldn’t see me cry.
I was told that surgery would take two hours, but he went into surgery at 7pm and I didn’t get to see him in recovery until 1 am. It was the longest wait of my life as I sat in stunned silence, aching to feel his arms around me just one more time. In that moment, I realized that all I wanted was him. His hug, and his laugh, and the feeling of his breath against my neck as I slept. In one afternoon, all that could have been taken away.
But the doctors are calling it a miracle. The sharp metal piece that pierced his neck missed his spinal cord by 1/2 centimeter. It also cut his esophagus, and they weren’t sure if he’d ever swallow again. But after surgery, they learned that his esophagus had just been pierced and they were able to mend it.
Recovery has been a difficult process. I have watched him gag and choke as his lungs are suctioned, have kept him awake for hours because he stopped breathing every time he fell asleep, and have watched his face grimace in pain that pain medicine couldn’t help. He was in ICU for days but it has honestly felt like weeks.
He had to breathe from a trach tube, so he can’t talk. But the doctors are saying that he will get back his motor skills and will be back to 100% in the end. I’ll post updates as time permits, but I’m currently playing nurse 24/7.
Please keep us in his prayers!