If you know me, you know that I fractured my shoulder on March 3, 2015 – the night before my 60th birthday – after being hit by an ambulance. Tonight, the two charter members of the Ambulance Survivor’s Club joined family and friends at Jackie’s Restaurant in Silver Spring to celebrate our recovery.
To take you down memory lane, here’s how I described it at the time:
Some people will do anything to avoid going to work on their birthday. My excuse? I was hit by an ambulance while helping a friend who had fallen on the ice. Yep, you read that right.
We made the local news. (A colleagues’ husband had seen it on one of those small screens they now have in cabs, so she wrote, “You’re famous in cabs!”) A friend (Nancy) who was staying with us went out to dinner with a client, and she slipped and fell on the road behind our house when she returned. An angel of a neighbor found her and called us. We went out to help Nancy, and as she couldn’t get up we called 911. I was kneeling behind her as she sat where she had fallen, to keep her upright and to keep her alert. The ambulance arrived and couldn’t stop on the ice as it headed towards us. We couldn’t get out-of-the-way. I was hit first – my left shoulder against the front of the ambulance – and was tossed into a snow bank. Then the ambulance struck Nancy and pushed her down our hill. I could quickly tell I was okay except for shoulder pain but Nancy was obviously in a worse condition. They took her to the trauma unit at a local hospital and I was taken to ER at nearby Holy Cross.
To cut to the chase, I now have a fractured Humerus in my left shoulder. Nancy has some broken bones.
That was the story from More to Come… on March 6th. But thanks to our wonderful families and friends – along with the medical professionals who have taken care of us over the past six months – Nancy and I are well on the way to full healing. Because they took us to two separate hospitals after the accident, our good mutual friends Steve Campbell and Sarabeth Watson stayed with Nancy in Suburban Hospital and focused on her medical needs in those first hours and days while Candice was at Holy Cross Hospital with me. All three of them then took great care of the two of us as we moved through the medical process. Our recovery is going so well that Candice and I joined Nancy, Steve, and Sarabeth tonight for a celebratory dinner.
We spent the evening catching up, with Nancy and I comparing notes about physical therapy and the time it takes for bones to heal. All five of us told about what we remembered from that night and the first few days afterwards. We did all of this at Jackie’s, which is quickly regaining its reputation as the best restaurant in Silver Spring.
After working through a less-than-satisfactory chef or two, the kitchen has more than regained its footing since Adam Harvey’s arrival in May of 2013 and now regularly turns out meals that rate 4 stars in our book. Tonight, Candice and I enjoyed the pork tenderloin, while Nancy raved about her Sweet Corn Risotto with grilled prawns, English peas and summer truffles. Steve was delighted with his Housemade Meatballs, and Sarabeth exclaimed over the pan roasted Arctic Char.
Putting the dinner aside, the important thing is that it was so good to see Nancy doing so well. Six months ago, I’m not sure what I would have said had I been asked to speculate about our conditions in August. But we have been blessed with loving support and care, and you can’t ask for much more in this life.
With (thankfully) more to come…