I tend not to talk about my family much on here… I like to think of my blog as a place to share with you my inspiration, my work and sometimes a little glimpse on how life is, nothing too heavy.
I mention my 3 children every now and then, but many of you perhaps don't even know that I am married.
3 days ago I watched in helpless, complete horror as my husband Harry fell through a rotten wooden floor and crashed down onto the solid ground 3 meters below.
He is now in hospital with a fractured disc, 4 broken ribs and air bubbles in his lungs caused by a puncture.
The last few days we've been in shock and I keep re-living that moment over and over in my head, but above all I am so very deeply relieved that he even survived the fall, that in a slow-motion moment I thought had killed him.
I'm not really sure what to expect or how life will be when Harry comes home. But he can walk and he is desperate to get life back to normal. As my friend Nickie commented, how unusual for man not to make a fuss! But those of us who know and love him know how true that is.
I may not be around here very much for a while, I still have to somehow get my exhibition ready which starts in 10 days and take care of my family, not to mention the financial implications need sorting. The ironic thing is I suffered a blood clot several weeks ago. Although I have now recovered it left me with a circulatory condition which makes me pretty debilitated, so it's going to be challenging to say the least, and I need this all to happen without him worrying about me and the children. It's horrible at times like these to not have your own, extended family around to support you, but we do have some truly wonderful, caring friends around who will help us get through this and Team Chaney is tough as old boots.
Please, keep your loved ones safe and never take them for granted.