I've returned from an unexpected trip to my parent's farm in Maryland. Dad fell in his shop last week, bashing his face on the concrete floor and causing a brain bleed. He spent three days in intensive care and three days in the trauma ward before being moved to a neurological rehabilitation hospital where he will spend the next few weeks.
Multiple tests could not pinpoint the cause of his fall. It wasn't a stroke, seizure, or aneurysm. He had been digging around under his workbench sorting metal before the fall, so it's possible he was lightheaded when he stood up and then blacked out. We will never know.
Also unknown is his long-term prognosis. He is thinking straight about many things, but is mixed up and confused about others. Brain injuries are unpredictable. We are trying to stay in the moment, day by day and not worry about what will happen in a month or a year. Positive thoughts!
I took this photo of Dad last year in his shop.
Dad's shop is on the left. Winter storm Janus dumped almost a foot of snow on the farm Tuesday.