Have Had Better Days…
So if there’s one thing you should know about me by this point it is that I have a son that works for a tree service company and i find myself worrying about him far too much. Unfortunately, today did not help me at all with this little problem I have been having.
My son knows that I worry about him, sure. What father wouldn’t? But I don’t think he knows the extent of my worry and how much he means to me. If he had any clue about how much these thoughts come into my head every day, he wouldn’t tell me the horror stories like the one he told me today.
One of His Guys Got Hurt, Bad
I try to call my son every day, but I know how busy he is and at his age it’s hard so I at least make sure to talk to him every other day. So today during our phone call he casually mentioned to me that one of the guys in his crew broke a bone in his arm so bad that it was actually showing through the skin. No you did not read that wrong. Someone that my son is in charge of and knows very well, actually had a bone in his arm sticking out of his skin at a job site today. Thinking about seeing something that gruesome and horrific makes me feel light headed, let alone what I would be going through if it actually happened to me.
Want to know the worst part?
Apparently they were doing a pretty routine tree removal that they go through pretty much every day at their business. It wasn’t some huge job that they weren’t used to or anything which would have made me feel a little bit better but the fact that they have done this a million times and it just randomly happened terrifies me.
I don’t know all of the details but apparently the guy was just being careless. For anyone out there who has never seen these tree guys do a removal job, there’s a lot more that goes into it than you might think. You can’t just walk up and chop it down and call it a day. For bigger trees, like the one they were doing today, you have to climb up in harnesses and cut down individual bigger limbs first and then start from the top and make your way down. This is primarily so you don’t damage homes or other pieces of property if you were to just cut a tree down and let it fall. So apparently his friend was up in one of these harnesses and didn’t secure a branch that he was cutting strong enough and when the thing fell, it landed right below his elbow on his forearm and had enough pressure to power right through the bone.
What Can I Do?
Realistically, there is nothing that I can do to ease my mind. My son chose this profession and he is an adult so I have to respect it. Anyone out there reading this have any suggestions or little meditation exercises I can start doing to help me out? I feel like I am aging twice as fast as I should be because of all of this worrying I find myself doing…