Thanks guys. I was discharged today. I'm feeling fine, just tired. The first two days I was in the hospital they had me in the "victim protection unit" so different officers came in and out at all times of the night asking me the same questions over and over...
I actually would like to thank all of you guys for "saving" my family. It was around 1:30 A.M. and I was on BP just reading through some threads because I couldn't sleep. I heard a loud crash, and it sounded eerily close, so I went to see what it was, and I see one queer helping another through a window in my kitchen.
I normally keep a handgun in every other room, but the wife went out with some friends the night before and took the one from under the kitchen counter...and didn't put it back. Anyway, I didn't immediately see a gun in either of their hands, so I grabbed the Louisville Slugger and went to swinging....what I didn't know is....there was another one already in the living room. He grabbed me from behind and we started tussling then he reached for his gun and I went to take it from him and he just started firing. I was hit in the forearm, stomach, and thigh. After I hit the ground, I closed my eyes and played dead. Then they fled.
Going through it at that moment isn't nearly as scary as the ride to the hospital. You never know if that's your last ride.
Anyway....Thanks for all the support from you guys here. My heart goes out to you all!