Goodness, where do I start?
I struggled with whether or not to write anything about this. Sometimes personal matters are just that: personal.
Sometimes family matters need to stay between families.
But this is so much more than that. And as my bloggy friends know, blogging is an outlet.
--Taylor Swift writes songs--
--Miley shaves her head--
--I retreat to my bloggy--
My mother was seriously injured in a freak accident. The perky tan little lady that I call "mom" was vacationing in Cabo San Lucas and lounging by the pool with her friend on their first day of their vacation. Somewhere along the lines, someone left a hot tub cover unclipped on the 3rd floor of the resort. The wind caught the cover and blew it hard enough into my mom's head that it snapped her neck in 2 places.
She was rushed to the hospital and received emergency surgery as she was far too critical to transport back to the states. However, we now have her back in the states and I write my little bloggy post from a mini-recliner in an ICU room listening to pumps of the breathing tube, and beeps from her heart monitor.
She's now a quadriplegic.
Suffering from paralysis in all four limbs.
She can move her feet and wiggle some fingers. We are fortunate that she's such a healthy person (does it get more healthy than ultra marathoners?). However even she's having difficulties keeping her lungs strong and her body relaxed.
My mom is the world's sweetest, happiest person. If anyone ever has anything to say about mom, it's always, "She's the happiest person I've ever met!" This isn't fair that she was injured simply by laying by the pool. None of this is fair.
My mom runs as her form of therapy
She's an ultramarathon runner
An avid Yogi
And a health fanatic
Please send your prayers and good thoughts to my sweet little mom. She needs them more than anything right now.