Clumsy Blonde

Have been to see our friend M. who was also injured in the war, though his accident was in Iraq and C, my husband, lost his leg in Afghanistan.  We are visiting M fairly often. Trying to answer any questions he might have about therapy, etc but mostly because we know how it is to spend forever in a hospital and really just need some company.  Hard to deal with all of it at once. M's injuries are different than C's but C really can offer a lot of advice and empathy.
 
Anyway, M walked in PT today, about 25 feet, which was fantastic.  I know he thought it wasn't much, but it really was a lot. C and I were both really happy for him.  As we were leaving he shook Cs hand and went to hug me. Now, C was in a wheelchair for a long time; I should know how to hug a guy in a wheelchair. But I didn't lean down enough and knocked poor M in the head with my shoulder!! Arrggh! I could crawl under a table thinking about it. I would never want to hurt the poor guy and there I go whacking him in the head.  It was clumsy and so awkward. Arrrrrrgggghh!  I remember how C was when he was stuck in a wheelchair. He needed to be hugged as normally as possible and arrrrggggggggggggggggggg!!!
I tried to apologize. I really can be totally clumsy and it's not at all how I mean to be.
Feeling silly and sorry.  Hopefully he will think less of it than I.
 
In other news, C and I booked flights to see St Pete in August and look for houses/apartments.  Very excited.  My little brother is going to come for a visit first and then fly down with us.  Going to be a nice break. I'll have to take some pics.
Aufwiedersehn!