PTSD Sucks

My husband had surgery in mid-December. He got hurt snowboarding. I didn’t deal well with any of it. PTSD sucks. Seeing him semi-conscious pre-surgery with a nasal cannula, hooked up to an I.V., with blankets covering him to his chin put me back to a place I never want to return. His eyes were closed, his breathing was slow, and I was helpless. It wasn’t the same thing. He was going to wake up and be just fine. Not have to learn to walk again. Not have to be in…

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