7:59 am: I picked up my cellphone from the nightstand, dialing Husby's number...one ring...
Husby: Hey babe.
Me: *sleepily* Hey...what's up?
Husby: I'm ok, I'm fine, but I was in accident. It was a big cluster, so I will tell you all about it later.
Me: *still trying to wake up* Do you want me to come up there? *even though I already know in my head that I am coming up to the hospital either way.*
Husby: You don't have to, I can get a ride. It's up to you.
Me: I am on my way.
These are the scary calls that you never want to get as a Police Wife. I am so thankful for God's hand of protection on Husby and his Brothers. When the incident was all said and done, there were 4 patrol cars trashed, three officers in the hospital and one crazy guy locked up.
It could have been so much worse, all of the Officers walked out of the hospital yesterday morning. Today they are sore and with Husby, even battling some numbness in his arm and hand...but I know that God was with Husby and his partners yesterday morning, and I am so thankful for that. I am thankful that they caught the lunatic that did this to them. The lunatic that tried oh, so desperately to take Husby and his partners away from their families for no good reason.
He didn't succeed, he is in custody with pending attempted Murder charges amongst many others I assume. I have never been more proud of the brotherhood of men and women that came to the defense of Husby and the other Officers.
So Police Wives, hug your Husbands today, just a little tighter than yesterday, I know I will be doing the same for mine.
I love you babe.