OK I am just venting a little.
DH has a very dangerous job. He gets paid well because it is dangerous and I know this. Mostly, it is just part of life. I never ever let him leave or hang up without saying "I love you, be careful, come home."
So last night was time number *8* that I got the call. "Honey, I'm O.K."
I know, I should be grateful. I once got the You need to come your husband has been hurt call and those are WAAAY worse. But, the I'm OK ones still stink. My response is the same, "What ER are you in and do I need to come get you?"
A co-worker brought him home last night. He has a nice gash on his back....... and he won't tell me exactly what happened. SIGH. I know that means it could have been much worse and I should be just so grateful that it wasn't. And I am!!! But, today I have the shakes and the fear and the reminder of how easily I could lose him.
I know that this is true of everyone we love every single day..... but I hate the reminders.
DH has a very dangerous job. He gets paid well because it is dangerous and I know this. Mostly, it is just part of life. I never ever let him leave or hang up without saying "I love you, be careful, come home."
So last night was time number *8* that I got the call. "Honey, I'm O.K."

I know, I should be grateful. I once got the You need to come your husband has been hurt call and those are WAAAY worse. But, the I'm OK ones still stink. My response is the same, "What ER are you in and do I need to come get you?"

A co-worker brought him home last night. He has a nice gash on his back....... and he won't tell me exactly what happened. SIGH. I know that means it could have been much worse and I should be just so grateful that it wasn't. And I am!!! But, today I have the shakes and the fear and the reminder of how easily I could lose him.

I know that this is true of everyone we love every single day..... but I hate the reminders.
