My friend, My heart, My husband
by Karen P. Murphy
Our story is a very sad story, and one I relive daily. On June 5, 2007 he was involved in a farming accident, cows ran over him and stomped on his body. To make this short he was sent home from the emergency room with a broken arm; the following day he never walked again. Mind you, his back was never xray or looked at by the physician. He was taken to the hospital for the second time and I was told his spinal cord had burst and he would never walk again. That began the long long journey. I never left his side. I miss him so very much. I feel dead inside and feel like I want to cover my head. He was a very special man, loving father and Great husband. He was my life. Our love was strong and together we were one. Thank you
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