Sadly, my "happy weekend" was much different than I expected. Yesterday afternoon, I climbed out of the shower after a long morning with the boys I watch at their soccer games. After drying off and getting dressed, I checked my phone. I had a message from my boyfriend, David, saying he had been in an accident, and was one his way to the hospital. I promptly called his mom, asked what happened and headed to the hospital.
David had been riding his motorcycle, slid on gravel, flipped over the median into oncoming traffic. He made it back to the median, noticed his shoe back in the middle of the road, ran and grabbed it, and then collapsed on the median again. His neighbor who worked right there, saw everything that had happened and called 911. The firemen and police showed up, and tried to take care of some of the injuries. David turned down transportation, and someone called his mom. His mom picked him up, and took him to the hospital.
I showed up as they were waiting in the waiting room. David got some x-rays, was then given a room, and they started to try to clean out his wounds - that was probably the worst part for me to watch. It looked PAINFUL. About five hours later, they let him leave. He has a broken collar bone, and horrible road burn down his left side. He'll call the orthopedic surgeon tomorrow and set up a time for surgery on his collar bone.
I feel like this is just another example of how good God is. If things had been slightly different, then all of this could be much worse.
|Thankfully he still had his humor. He wanted me to take this photo and upload it to facebook saying, "I had a little accident in my underwear... ha" I think it helped all the tension.|
|This was my first impression of him, and right before this he had said, "you really should have brought your camera." Do you like his little collar bone sticking up??|
|Some lovely road burn.|
Truthfully, I really want things to go back to normal, but I know that won't be for awhile... probably about six weeks.
I know that time will heal these wounds. Time will heal the harsher memories as well. I woke up in the middle of the night last night from a nightmare I had about the accident. I don't remember it at all. I just know it's what caused me to wake up. I know that he's been startled awake a few times from memories of the accident.
All in all he's alive, and recovering.
Thanks for all the prayers.