Anita-Corbo

A quickie note for now -

Just wanted to jot down a couple of notes to post quickly because some people have misinterpreted the reason I stopped writing for awhile. 🤔

The person who you see sitting next to me had to take total priority in my life over anybody else the last 6 months because he is my husband. We have been together for 26 years.

He suffered multiple fractures to many parts of his body, including his ribs, scapula, clavicle, vertebrae, skull & a hemorrhage to his brain 27 weeks ago. Trauma surgeons had to suck blood out of his lungs & stitch his head back together again like Humpty Dumpty.

He was diagnosed with a traumatic brain injury. I literally found him in the yard with his head split open after he suffered an accident while cutting tree limbs & branches down with his chainsaw.

I was a nervous wreck that day! Completely, a nervous wreck.

A big shout-out & thank you kindly to the 911 operator who dispatched that call on the day I was shouting & screaming into the phone. I never met you but I think you’re the most beautiful woman in the world to me as of this writing. You saved my hubby's life. Along with the firefighters, paramedics, first responders & policemen. All the doctors, nurses, hospital personnel, occupational therapists, speech therapists, physical therapists & anyone who encountered him while he was in between the ICU, the hospital rooms or the rehabilitation center. You’ll never really know the depth of gratitude I’ll always carry with me because of your swift actions.

Truly, I mean that. I really do. Only deep gratitude & much respect. 🙏

🙏❤️🙏❤️🙏❤️🙏

AGAIN…

Always, forever, never-ending, eternally, ‘til the end of times -

Only deep gratitude & much respect. 🙏

And if I didn't mention his family or my kind neighbors or some of his compassionate friends, I would be forgetting the most amazing bond of siblings & in-laws & people who showed the most gigantic spirit of unselfishness I’ve ever seen throughout my time being amongst them. Everyone came together & reached out in the most loving ways possible. You all were fierce in your mission to bring him back to life. I am extremely blessed & humbled to be a witness to the power of what deep love for a brother or neighbor or friend can do. 🌹

(OK, time for some Kleenex). 😔

Anyways back to what I was saying…

My husband needed my complete & undivided attention. So I had to choose between helping him heal & getting him back on his own two feet again or writing & promoting.

I chose HIM. ❤️

The last post about the Slot Slam was my most recent post before that & I intended to write about it after it was all complete. So I took many pictures galore on my phone the day of the event. I had very high hopes of writing about all the fun everyone had & all the new friends I met & came to love on that day.

However…

My body just shut down & I became completely exhausted from it all.

The exhaustion came from just waking up every day & putting my husband's health as a priority to me before anything else in my world. I literally thought about him & his healing EVERY SINGLE DAY.

Being his caretaker, being a private nurse to him, being his rehabilitator, being his personal secretary, being his motivational coach, being his therapist, being his brain-training app partner, being his mother, being his sister, being his wife & mostly being his other brain for him. 🧠

It felt like I had immediately grown a Siamese twin.

Also, his cellphone & wallet went missing the day of his accident. I had to deal not only with his injuries, but it was upsetting to me that he was laying in a hospital bed in the ICU with me not knowing if he was going to make it out alive & then in the back of my mind wondering if he was attacked or violated at all.

Because who in their right mind would take a cellphone & wallet from a man almost half-dead?

Definitely NOT a nice person!

Long story short, about 1-½ weeks after the Slot Slam, my hubby finds his cellphone & wallet in the bottom of his toolbox. A toolbox I had looked in & searched at least 4 or 5 times over & over again.

Which means someone had returned them. Almost 2-½ months after I reported them missing.

Needless to say, I went ballistic!

What kind of cruel joke was that???

Does that mean there was foul play? Uh, I guess, kinda…

I lost complete trust in EVERYONE.

I had writer's block. 🚫

I definitely could not write or find the time to write or find the right words to describe the devastation I felt. I just stopped caring for anyone else right then & there.

I'm not that afraid to admit I totally lost it. Just losing the ability to see anything redeeming in humanity again because circumstances & events like these leave scars on your heart.

I could not find much good in anyone as of that moment, let alone finding any decent words or adjectives to describe & promote others with.

So, just in case anybody was wondering…

I chose my husband. My writing or promoting was not that important to me because I loved someone more than myself.

And when you love someone more than yourself, your ego NOR does anyone else's ego come first.

That person whom you love way more than yourself or anyone else comes first. 💯

So I apologize if I never fulfilled some silly story that anyone might have been waiting for. I focused on someone who meant more to me than a whole bunch of other silly events happening around me. Because everything really DOES start looking silly compared to the day you almost lost your other half.

(I’m even wondering why I chose to apologize for choosing someone I love more than anyone's ego).

I guess I felt like you needed to hear the truth, that's why.

Truth is, I JUST CHOSE HIM.

And that, my friends, is my quickie note for now…

👫❤️👫