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Another wimp story you may want to skip it if you don't enjoy them.
It was Sunday when they woke me up. They say I woke up a few times earlier that day and then I went back to sleep. Well this time I was awake and could remember things a little. A Doctor John Chann and a nurse Donna were talking to me. Dr. Chann explains that they had me in an induced coma since Wednesday because my brain had swelled up and they had to remove part of my scull to make room for the swelling or I would have died.
Dr. Chann explained to me that I had been shot in the shoulder at my house. He told me that I fell as I was just picking up one of my kids off the couch. When I fell the child landed on the couch as I dropped her. It seems that the momentum carried me up over the top of the couch and I hit my head on oak table behind the couch. The kids called 911 and saved my life.
He said the head injury was the worst of it. The bullet had gone straight though my shoulder and hit nothing vital. It did hit a vein and I bled a lot but it was taken care of in the hospital. The main thing was the swelling of the brain. He said it all looked good now and he could put my scull back by Tuesday. He said I would be as good as new in a month or two.
My kids and wife came in and held my hand while hugging me. I don't remember if we talked or not as I fell back asleep. I woke up every two hours or so when the nurse checked on me. She would give me more pain medicine as my head was pounding and I also wanted to scratch the head. I soon found out that they had my hands tied down so I could not scratch or touch the head.
At four in the morning my neighbor Mac had stopped in to see me. He lived across the street from me. He was a technician and ran different tests on patients at night. He worked the eleven to seven AM shifts at the hospital during the weekdays.
He told me he heard the fire truck going to my house and he ran over when he saw my daughter Tracy signaling in the road for the fire rescue team. He found me in the basement with blood all around me. My head was bleeding like a stuffed pig from the two falls. One was I hit the table and the other when I hit the floor with my head. Blood was all over my body so they scooped me up, rushing me off to the hospital in there rescues truck.
Mac said in a matter of seconds when he was in the basement the place was filled with fire rescue men. They were all over the place working on me and checking the kids. The kids had so much blood on them from hugging me rescue all thought the kids were hurt but soon found out they were ok.
He told me my wife passed the rescue truck going the other way and they had to explain it to her that I had fallen. Mac's wife Mary stayed with the kids while my wife Jane drove up to the hospital to check on me.
At the hospital is when Jane found out that I been shot. She was surprised when the doctor told her. No one knew about me getting shot at the house. The fireman all thought the blood on my shirt came from my head wound. The only thing she knew was that I fell and hit my head. It was a matter of minutes a cop was talking to her asking question. She told them she didn't know anything, as she was not there, she had gone shopping.
Mac said the cops came back and roped off the house as a crime scene. He told me they had a big truck that said crime scene on it. Cops went all thought the neighborhood till three in the morning and then they all came back at nine the next morning doing the same thing all over again.
Well when Mac left I started to remember a little. Jane left to go shopping and the kids went down to the basement game room to watch TV. We have a nice den or game room in the basement. It is a walk out basement with an 8-foot opening that has a sliding glass door on it. It also has a screen door on it, which I had, open seeing it was warm out.
I was watching TV with the kids and then I told them they had to go to bed. They both pretended to be fast asleep so I reached down to pick Tracy up and I guess that's all I remember. I guess that is when I was shot and dropped her. I continued to fall and hit my head on the oak dinning table. As I bounced back I fell on the floor hitting the back of my head.
Monday a Detective Lance Jackson came into my room wanting to ask me questions. The doctor asked him if he could come back Wednesday as tomorrow they was putting my skull back on and Wednesday I would feel better and be more alert. He told him I would be released sometime Friday.
When Jane came up to the hospital I told her about Det. Lance Jackson and she told me she has talked to him already a few times. He wanted to know whom I think shot you and who had it in for you. She had told him she knew of no one who was an enemy of mine. She told him it could be just a drive bye. Lance told her a drive bye is at the front of the house. Not in a back yard. No he said who ever did this wanted him dead which scared her.
Well I never got a chance to talk to Det. Lance Jackson while I was in the hospital. A patrolman was shot and I guess everyone was out looking for him. I got my skull back and they discharged me Friday with a helmet like the hockey players wear in case I should fall. I felt weak but by Monday I had most of my strength back
Monday I was home alone as the wife went back to work and the kids where in school. I was looking at the hole in the screen door where the bullet came through. I was trying to figure where the guy shot me from when I heard the doorbell.
I had my 40-cal glock in the small of my back as I looked out the window and saw LT. Lance Jackson standing on my porch. I open the door and invited him in. He apologized for not seeing me sooner but he was tied up with the officer shooting. We sat and had coffee together.
"So how you coming on the case?" I asked.
"Not to good. Fire rescuer kind of screwed our crime scene up on us."
"Maybe that's not to good for you, but they saved my life."
"Oh yes that's what they are good at. But I think one of them carried off my bullet on me. Probably got stuck on his boots and who knows where it is today."
"Do you know where they shot from."
"We know about where he did shoot from, well within a few feet but not what kind of weapon it was and we didn't find a shell casing out there either."
"Well then it's a revolver, isn't it."
"Well it could be a rife or automatic and they picked up casing."
"Any leads on who it could be."
"Well not so far. That why I wanted to talk to you. Your wife Jane can't come up with anyone that would have reason to kill you."
"Well I don't think I can either."
"Anything going on at work. Any trouble with anyone there. Even if you think it is small, give it to me let me figure out what is small and unimportant that's my job."
"Nothing going on at work not even small things. Been working by myself getting a project ready for a company. I'm not in competition for a job with anyone else. I just do my job and leave. I don't hang with them except every now and then we all go for a beer about once a month. We were going that Friday. No one is stealing at work that I know of and there is no way I would know anyway. I could give you names of people from work but I know it wouldn't do you any good."
"No your wife gave me the names from work and I already talked to some them. What about friends you go out with or drink and party with. Here is a list of friends your wife gave me is anyone missing from the list or anyone we could add."
"Yes a couple name are off the list. Joe and Eddie Black and Tom and Jane Pike. Can't figure how she left them off. Makes me wonder."
"Anyone else?"
"No that's it."
"No she didn't leave them off. I took them off her list; I wanted to see if you would add them. Just checking up on you."
"Well good I just couldn't figure how she slipped up on them."
"Well how you and Jane doing. How long you two have been married? Either of you cheat on the other. You know cops always check the wife on things like this."
"We been married fourteen years in the fall. No, neither of us cheated on the other. Well you know how a wife and husband have a fight every now and then last for a week or a month."
"No I don't, I'm not married tell me about it."
"Well you fight with you wife over something but after a awhile you just make up. You don't talk to each other except to pass the salt or what's for supper. Neither one of you know how it started or what it was about you just know you were mad and you aren't going to give in first."
"Don't sound like much fun to me."
"Well it happens in all marriages."
"Ok I'll take your word for it. So how long has this one been going on for."
"Well three more days and it will be months I think."