If a tree falls on an Abby and she definitely makes a noise — how far is the closest ER?
The joke pops into my brain as I’m clipping the smaller branches. A sign that I’m in a better headspace. A usual rule of thumb: if I can joke, I’m gonna be okay.
For the first couple of minutes after the incident, I speak in shaky, clipped statements, adrenaline rushing through my system as I attempt to discuss the failed tree cutting — as I attempt to sound calm and collected and my husband eventually asks, “Are you okay? Because it sounds like you’re on the verge of having emotions.”
(Code for: having an emotional breakdown.) Continue reading