Hi Andy,
I'm sorry about your accident. I almost hate calling it that since the dope who hit you could have stopped so I feel like it wasn't an accident at all. I'm so glad you're alive! I know you don't know me very well - especially since it's been so long since I've posted anything, but I know your threads on here, all the help you've given me with advice and encouragement with my truck, and your sense of humor.
I'm very happy and relieved for your wife who had to be terrified when she thought she'd lost you. (Please keep us up to date on his recovery progress and thank you for letting us know what happened.)
If there is anything I can do for you, call or email: 850-585-4053 mlcorsaro@earthlink.net
Take whatever pain killers the doctor gave you because a painless recovery is a faster recovery. I mention this because when my husband had surgery he thought he was better off living with the pain until the doctor told him otherwise.
And now for a bedtime story. This is a favorite of mine as it's one my mother told me. Ready? Get comfortable. And here we go:
Once upon a time, there was an old, old man....
Sheesh I hated that bastard!
LOL When my mom told me that, I laughed so hard I wet the bed. Of course, that was only a couple of years ago, so that's really saying something.
Hang in there. My thoughts are with you and I'll remember you in my prayers.
Sincerely,
Leah Corsaro
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