Today, on September 11th, we remember “where we were.”
Seven years ago today, I was sitting by the phone waiting to hear the words that my husband would be okay. He was deployed to Saudi Arabia when the towers fell.
Tonight, seven years later, I sat by his hospital bed and waited to hear the words that he would be okay…
I’m still waiting.
Today on his way home from work Ryan was in a motorcycle accident. He rode the bike this morning because it was SUPPOSED to be a beautiful day. He left work early when it started to drizzle so he could be home before the worst of the storm hit.
He didn’t make it.
A few miles from home he hit hard rain and slowed WAY down to avoid an accident. The SP’s at the scene told me that the person who called it in said he wasn’t going more than 30mph. He wasn’t speeding, he wasn’t driving recklessly, he was being so careful. Thank God, because if he hadn’t been I don’t even want to think what might have happened.
He hit a patch of mud on a curve and the bike slid out from under him. It then caught the road and tipped back up throwing him from the bike before flipping end over end twice and then rolling over and over for almost 40 feet before slamming into a guard rail about 30 feet above a gorge on the side of the road. He can’t remember if he was on the bike for the first roll or not.
He has some pretty bad contusions on his legs. The crash bars slammed hard into his right shin causing a softball sized lump and tore the muscle in his calf but no breaks or fractures. And he somehow badly sprained his left ankle, he’s banged up but…
He walked away.
In fact he didn’t even get road rash… he didn’t shed one drop of blood. His helmet and padded jacket saved him from serious damage and probably saved his life.
But the scariest damage was revealed after they loaded him up and took him to the hospital. His neck Xrays came back abnormal. They admitted him and administered a CAT SCAN and MRI. The consensus is this. He has what looks like a “hangman’s fracture” which is a fracture that displaces your 2nd vertebrae. They won’t be absolutely certain until a specialist can look at everything in the morning.
Here in Germany they don’t speculate or over-explain anything. I have no idea what this means or where we go from here. They also do not allow the family to stay in the hospital. So I’m home… waiting.
In the mean time he has been hospitalized. They are keeping him in a neck brace and strapped down until they can determine the extent of the damage.
I will be readmitted at 8am and we’ll go from there. I’ll let you know what is going on once we have some news.
Please pray for healing, for peace of mind for him (he is understandably nervous) for clarity for the doctors and (selfish as it may sound) that things go smoothly for me as I try desperately to translate and understand what is going on since he’s in a German hospital.
Allow me one moment to remind you that THIS is why we have safety gear. My heart skips a beat every time my mind flirts with the thoughts of how much worse this could have been.
Thank you God for his life.