What a two weeks this has been. Finally, I find the words to reflect on it and most of all, I am thankful.
On August 20, life changed in the blink of an eye for my family when my brother Nick was critically injured from a 30′ fall at work. My family all arrived at the hospital within an hour of each other. After seeing him in the ER, he was taken into emergency surgery and then moved to ICU. He was on a ventilator until Tuesday September 1. So many miracles haven taken place, from hand squeezes and thumbs up while on the ventilator, to being removed from the ventilator and being able to talk to us, knowing all of us, remembering so much (except the fall), and as of yesterday, being moved out of ICU into a regular room. He has physical therapy, intensive rehab, and surgeries ahead of him as he continues his recovery. But he is HERE.
Every single day since his accident, I have been at his bedside along with my sister-in-law Jenna and my mom. My other brother and sister have visited as work allows. My husband has been to the hospital with me when he can and has gone above and beyond to help. We have all been there for each other, for the ups and downs each day, a roller coaster ride that we have endured together. We helped care for Autumn when needed. She is the bravest little girl ever and has been such a bright light through all of this.
All throughout this, I have been so touched by the outpouring of care and concern for my brother. So many people have reached out to ask how he is doing, keeping him in their thoughts and prayers. It is such an amazing thing. I do believe there is strength and power in numbers.
I’ve been told that I am the rock of my family. Maybe I am. I am the oldest child. I automatically want to help and protect, even when I am hurting. It gives me purpose. In times of hurt and fear, I support and love those around me. And that helps me. Having something to do in a situation where we have no control and just have to wait, helps me. I love my family so very much and will do whatever I can for them.
Thankful. That is the best way to describe how I feel. For my brother Nick. For my family and my husband. For my friends near and far. For my dad, who I know has been one heck of a guardian angel looking over my brother. I have so much to be thankful for today and every day, and I will remember this feeling as we continue to support Nick every day on his road to recovery.
I am thankful.