Hi dad meet the man i married with no regards to your feelings

They stated that it was a temporary paralysis due to shock. My legs were bruised from my thighs down to the side of my knees. A nurse came into my room and asked me if I would mind if she washed my hair. I didn't mind. As she was washing my hair she explained that my hair was very stiff due to the bleeding from the gash. she was very gentle and kind. I hadn't really spoken to anyone, so the conversation was welcomed. I asked her if there was a mirror so I could see my gash. She then told me it would be better if I didn't. She then told me that she was under instruction to not give me a mirror so that I would not be shocked.

She gave a me a mirror anyways. I looked and cried. On my forehead and what would constitute my bangs I had a cut that had been closed by using staples, 21 to be exact. I looked like Frankenstein. I was afraid to touch it. I received a call from the from the front desk from ICU. I had a visitor and she wanted to make sure I was up to receive them. That's when I first noticed I was naked. It was kinda funny because clothes at this point had not been an issue. I noticed a pile of clothes in the corner. It was my dress I had been wearing that night. It had been cut off me. My shoes were soaked with blood. And now I was being given the most stylish gown that was available from the hospital, the same one everyone else had.

By the following day I had recovered enough that they decided I could go home. I was able to walk to the vehicle that would take me back to my barracks. That night my husband arrived. He held me in his arms. He didn't want to let go. He had been scared and was happy to see me. He asked if I was alright. I told him what had happened from my memory. He asked about the baby. I told him in the hospital they had done an ultra sound and had told me that everything was fine.

we were reunited again. This was great, it had been about a month since we had last seen each other, too long for 2 young children in love. My dad came out to see me as I met my dad at the airport my husband followed behind me. Dad held me and told me he missed me and he loved me.  This was an odd situation for me. I had was next to the man who had taken care of me till just a couple of months ago and next to the man that would be taking care of me for the rest of my life. Then I turned to him and said "Dad this is my husband."