First off: a big thank you to everyone who sent their well-wishes for the Husbear and for me. They are very much appreciated.

Second: the Husbear is doing well. He’s resting for the most part, medicated as needed. I’ve been assisting him getting around, as he does have to walk on occasion for the healing process. And to go to the bathroom. And there was that whole attempting to shower incident. I really need to finish that Master bathroom soon if this keeps up.

The Husbear slept for the most part through the night last night. I, on the other hand, was pretty much awake all night making sure he was okay, making sure he was getting his medications, dressing his wound, and just thinking. I’m a wee bit tired today.

I went out this morning to take a look at the damage and the tractor.

The scene of the incident.
The scene of the incident.
The front right wheel didn't fare so well...
The front right wheel didn’t fare so well…
The broken spindle reminds me of Leah's Boushh mask from "Return of the Jedi"...
The broken spindle reminds me of Leah’s Boushh mask from “Return of the Jedi”…

This will cost us a bit.

I managed to get the tractor upright this morning using my truck. But had to call a wrecker service to crane it off the terrace and flatbed it to the dealership location in Rogers.

My apologies to our friends who we borrowed the tractor from. We *will* get the tractor back you in the same or better condition than we borrowed it.

I was finally able to visually piece together the events that happened: The Husbear was on the top level at the driveway. And ended up under the roll-bar where the cyan “X” is on the next terrace. Luckily the tractor rolled over again down to the next terrace, and stopped there. Thanks to the bucket being up and at an angle. Had it not been, it would have rolled again and hit my truck parked at the bottom of the property in the road. So there’s that.


The Husbear had to drag and crawl himself up the hill to get his phone (the red dot). I was on the phone with him from there until he crawled and laid down next to one of the walls near the house, which is where I found him when I got home.


Can you see the “X”? One of those impressions is from the roll-bar. The other is the Husbear’s leg.

X really does mark the spot.
X really does mark the spot.

A few friends came by the house to check on the Husbear and me, and some brought food out as well. A very big thank you to all of you.

Tonight, the Husbear was just sitting there staring off into space. I asked him what was wrong. He told me that it just dawned on him how close he came to being killed yesterday. I guess we’ll both be sleeping a little uneasy tonight.

Until next time...

14 thoughts on “Aftermath

  1. I’ve just read the whole story and I teared up a couple of times. Years ago when I first discovered gwg I saw immediately the extent of the love between you two, but your caring and deep involvement was very moving. When the crisis hit for me last year I wasn’t as lucky as you and I lost my husband; I am so happy for you that he’s going to be coming out of this OK. Bless you both.

      1. I will accept and feel the warmth of a virtual hug from you because i know how genuine it is. i repeat, bless you both and I hope his recovery is uncomplicated and rapid.

  2. Thank you for the update, hold one another tight. It was frighteningly close, life can be like this.

    A tub or shower seat might help, I ordered one from Amazon last May, it was a huge help for a couple of weeks.

    1. Very close. And not just in times of crisis.

      I thought of that. But I think we actually need a step on the outside as well. We have a raised claw-foot tub, which makes getting in and out an added challenge. This house was definitely not designed with accessibility in mind.

  3. I love y’all. You know this. Everything is going to be alright. All of it. Just resist the temptation to wring his neck before this is over. 😘

  4. I’m with you. THis happened to my first husband, too … Waaaay out in a far pasture, and before there were cellphones. I found out that night when I got home from work. *I* almost went into shock.

    Lots of love.

    1. It’s one of those moments when one thinks, “Maybe I should buy you that ‘I’ve fallen and I can’t get up’ device they sell on TV.” Not that he’d wear it. Or use it.

      And it’s not the first time I’ve received a call like that from him. Granted, this is the worst call, to this point. Maybe that’s why I panic when the phone rings and he’s the one calling.

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