August 21 @ 8:00 pm
Isn’t it interesting what causes you to remember events or people? Today, it was shaving.
I’ve mentioned a couple of times the motorcycle accident I had in late 2005. It was fairly minor really, but I crushed my right ankle. Had to have it rebuilt, lots of pins and plates, etc. It’s still not 100% but I can walk without a cane again.
No, what nearly killed me was the saddle embolus I suffered when a blood clot blocked the flow of blood to my lungs while I was in surgery. Not that I knew anything about it, by the time I woke up the emergency was over. I didn’t even get to see my life flash before my eyes or anything cool like that.
The treatment for a blood clot like this is to administer blood thinners and let the body break it down over time. I also had a surgical filter inserted into my lesser vena cava to prevent additional clots (thus the x-ray above). I had to learn to inject myself in the stomach with Lovenox while they experimented with the dosages of the oral medication I would eventually take for six months. Fortunately needles don’t bother me a bit.
You’re probably wondering what this has to do with shaving right? See, I’ve always shaved with a blade most of my life. But while I was on the blood thinners they told me not to use a blade. So I had to have a friend pick up an electric razor while I was in the hospital. And because my mom was here taking care of me, she picked up a bottle of Lectric Shave.
Now that I’m recovered, I tend to alternate back and forth. Some days a blade, some days electric. I like variety. Today I went electric. And used the Lectric Shave. Which caused me to think of my mother who passed away this past December, not too long after getting home from caring for me.
For me, these are happy memories. I’m fortunate in a sense. I’ve never been that close to my family, especially since I live on the opposite coast from them. My accident gave mom and I time to catch up, say some things that needed to be said, share a few memories and just generally get to know each other again. I’m glad I had that time… and it’s good to have pleasant memories.
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August 22 @ 4:57 am
Aw, Michael…despite the fact that you had to suffer thru all that, I’m glad you and your Mom spend some quality time together. Those memories you’ll carry with you for the rest of your life!
August 22 @ 7:43 am
Sorry to hear about your mother dying. My father died last May. It’s a feeling that’s hard to describe.
August 22 @ 10:35 am
It’s good to get a chance to say the things you need to before it’s too late. My dad was a long term dialysis patient and when he decidid he’d had enough he cheked into the Hospital to check out. We had a chance to get all the things said that we needed to for closure.
August 22 @ 11:20 am
Wow… incredible story, Michael. I surely am glad you were able to make it thru such a nearly very horrible time in your life.
M~
August 22 @ 9:08 pm
Sometimes it’s the small things huh?
♥Pam
August 23 @ 12:02 pm
Isn’t it strange they way we make those kinds of associations? Every once in awhile, something will strike me funny about my father. I stand there for a minute lost in my own head, remembering. And then it’s gone again. A smell or a sound or an object and he’s right there.
Strange.
~L.
August 24 @ 5:26 am
That was one of the things I was very happy about, I was glad you got that chance to be with her. I’m also glad that you were not able to come in the end. It would have clouded the happy memories you had with her. It all worked out for the best.
Funny to see this post. I think she’s been trying to make herself known to us. My daughter found a tiny photo album and all of the photos tied in with the same idea that she knew she was very sick. Photo of her seagulls (she gave me a book Johnathan Livingston Seagull that birthday), a photo of her rosary and an inspirational saying, a photo of herself, and a photo of the kids. I just got the skin crawling sensation when I saw that. Love you bro!
August 24 @ 10:19 am
Very nice memory.
~S
August 24 @ 12:44 pm
I almost lost my left leg about 8 years ago in a motorcycle accident. My wife and I had just married. She took care of me only like a mother could’ve. While I’m not glad I had the accident and the retained hardward, I am glad for the time we had and the bonding that took place.
Touching story man.
August 29 @ 12:33 pm
I guess it’s true..things happen for a reason. While an accident isn’t the ideal way to reconnect with family, maybe the ultimate plan was for exactly that..to have time with your mother before her passing. I always have weird thing that trigger memories too.. Stacie 0==(D)