One of my friends from my women's group last year ended up getting hired at my company. Now we walk that strange line of being coworkers with a friendship that started outside of work, but has diminished as we function in busy, parallel spheres at work.
Two days ago she emailed that she wouldn't be in the office. I heard from someone else at work that her husband had an accident. She called me yesterday and the first thing I asked was, "How is your husband?" She seemed startled, "How did you find out about him? . . . That's weird. Oh, you must have seen my posting on Facebook." I just let it slide because that seemed better than her being freaked about people gossiping about her in the office. For some reason I assumed he'd been in a car accident. I guess, given the traffic around this area, that's a logical assumption.
It's much worse.
He was cleaning a vase. A four-foot tall vase. Which imploded. Both hands got sliced badly, the tendons to both thumbs were severed and the nerves were cut. He has hand surgery tomorrow and will be unable to do anything for three months. He can't even clean up after he goes to the bathroom without help! This feels like one of those horrible stories you read about in the newspaper and then chat about with co-workers. "Could you imagine? How awful!" Yet it's someone I know having to deal with this. I've never met her hubby and am not sure where they live. I know I should offer to help, right? Any ideas?
My two big fears are going blind or losing my hands. I keep thinking about him and what he must be going through.