On March 16th, I was up, dressed and getting ready to go to chemo. It was about 8am. My bum leg was feeling better than it had in weeks. I decided to fill up the dog bowl with more food since I was going to be gone all day long. As I'm walking across my bedroom, with dog food bowl in hand, I slipped on something and went flying through the air. I heard a snap in my bad leg, so as I hit the floor I just started screaming at the top of my lungs. I was in a lot of pain. My mom came running. I had calmed down enough to see if I could move the leg. I could, so I didn't feel like it was broken. I decided to still go to chemo, but I was in so much pain I couldn't make it down the stairs. I rescheduled my appointment for the following day. I still couldn't get down the stairs and my doctor suggested I call emergency service and go get an x-ray. I didn't want to spend my weekend in a hospital, so I told them I would just rest it and see how it was on Monday. I reached out to my prayer warriors on my Dad's side of the family and told them to get to praying. Monday came and even though I still couldn't walk very well, I decided to wait until Thursday (chemo day) to get the xray. The following day, Tuesday, I went to bed around 6:30pm. I hadn't been downstairs in 6 days, but I was exhausted from walking on the crutches and taking the pain meds. I was awoken around 9pm to a loud noise. I slowly got out of my bed and went to check to see if my mom was okay. She was fine. A tree had fallen in my backyard and with the flashlight, we could see that the tree was hugging the wall outside her bedroom. Whew! We dodged a bullet, or so I thought. I decided to look in the bedroom next to hers and there was the tree. It had come through the roof and ceiling. I was dumbfounded. I wasn't sure what to do or who to call. I started with 911. No one answered for over 40 mins. I called a couple of my neighbors and they wanted to come rescue me and my mother. I couldn't just leave my house with the huge hole and it still storming. Finally, I got through to 911 and they sent out the firemen. They partially tarped what they could on the roof and suggested we leave the house just in case the tree shifted and came further into the house. Since I still couldn't walk down the stairs, I butt scooted out the house and one of my neighbors took me and my three dogs in. Another neighbor took my mom in. My neighbors were fabulous!
The two trees were removed the following day and my mom and I were back in the house around 6pm. The following day I was able to get my x-rays and I'm happy to report there aren't any broken or fractured bones. I'm still not walking very well. I'm kind of scooting around with my crutches. Hopefully, as I get more chemo in my body, the leg will start to heal.
DO ME A BIG FAVOR. Please do not leave comments saying how sorry you are. You wouldn't believe how many "I'm sorrys" I've gotten these past two weeks. I appreciate your sympathy in advance, but I didn't leave this post to get sympathy. I'm leaving it to explain my absence, which may last much longer than I expect. I do have my sewing machine right next to my bed, so I have been able to get orders completed and shipped.
P.S. My new deck was not damaged at all. I still have to finish staining it. Secondly, the 1 ton tree that fell, wasn't even my tree. It was my neighbors. Sadly, I'm still responsible for getting my house fixed. If anyone else experienced any crazy weather issues, I hope you and your families are all okay.