May 2022 was FAR from the best month. It started out fun with getting to watch this year’s TIFL athletes complete their Mock triathlon to prep for their big day becoming triathletes later in the month, running in the GOAT 5K out at The Goatery, and starting my official USAT Age Group Nationals training plan, but quickly got really scary and sad when Carl took a spill on his bike while out on a training ride with me (because he’s the most supportive husband) and broke his collarbone, scapula, and 2 ribs. May 21st started out at the She Tris Ion race watching the TIFL athletes become triathletes then traveled to a house tour that included putting an offer on the house (which we didn’t end up getting), and ended in the emergency room.
It just so happened that Roy, Carl’s dad, was flying in to visit the day of Carl’s accident so instead of picking him up from the airport, I was calling him to tell him we were on our way to the hospital and to please get an Uber. Carl had a consult with a surgeon on May 24th who recommended surgery on this collarbone to provide better chances of a full recovery since his entire left side shoulder was pretty unstable due to multiple broken bones so surgery was scheduled for May 26th. May 26th was a long day as when we showed up bright and early in the morning for Carl to be prepped for surgery, we learned that the surgical suite AC unit had gone out the night before which was causing the room to get close to the max temperature they allow to keep procedures safe. After briefly believing that the surgery was going to have to be rescheduled, we found out that if we were willing to move locations, the surgery could take place later in the day so off to James Island we went.
The surgery was successful and Carl was sent home to chill out and heal. He took a couple weeks off of work before easing back in part-time to make sure he had his energy back and could survive an entire day without too much pain. (Shout out to my lovely friend, Helen, who showed up at the surgery center to bring me lunch on the day of Carl’s surgery!)
Prior to Carl’s injury, I was supposed to fly to Boston the day he ended up having surgery to see my brother, Chris, and his fiancee, Maya, before heading to Maine with Maya and my sister, Amanda, for Maya’s bachelorette party. I ended up changing my plans to be able to be there for Carl’s surgery and the first full day afterwards and then we agreed that since Roy was visiting it would be ok if I went to Maine for part of the weekend. Although I was sad to leave Carl in such a vulnerable state, I was so thankful to get to join the bachelorette party and finally get to meet Maya’s sister (only took 6 years!) and all of Maya’s friends that she talks about all the time. We had a great time and got to celebrate our lovely bride-to-be!