*Something personal I feel the need to address
I've been writing a lot, which I love don't get me wrong, but I'm using it as a distraction mechanism so I can try to get my mind off of my father for a few hours a day. 17 days ago my dad was in a horrible motorcycle accident. He is alive and he will(with all hope and faith in God) fully recover. He was hit and ran over by an SUV who wasn't paying attention. He woke up laying underneath this car. If he had not had his helmet on he wouldn't have lasted more then a couple hours or just died instantly. I, ever since he got a motorcycle, which I believe was around 13-14 years ago, have been against it. I cried and cried but my dad loved it and promised me he would always be safe. And well here we are.
He is very traumatized by from the experience and was left in very poor condition. The biggest issue right lung which was punctured by one of his 8 broken ribs causing it to collapse. He finally got his chest tube out last week that was draining all of the blood in and around the lung but within a couple days he was back in surgery. He grew a high fever and they thought just the wound that the tube was in was infected but they had found much more than that. His entire right lung was covered on the outside with blood blots and the lung itself has so much fluid in it they had to put not one, but 3 chest tubes back in. Now I can't even huge my dad goodnight when I leave. His left leg was broken, chipped, and shattered and is not put together by pins and screws. If he were to put weight on it in the next 3 months, it will shatter again. The left leg is in a cast so it will not clot. He is unable to move that leg as well.
Now coming from a brighter perspective I will just say that my Dad must have had his best of best guardian angel team beside him that day. I haven't really heard of many accidents that involve motorcycles leaving the cyclist still living. What happened to my dad, even though it is horribly painful and is leaving him out of commission for the summer, he is going to make it. Most aren't that lucky. He is growing sadder by the day so I try to keep him uplifted. It is very hard though when I think all the morphine is really draining him out. No one likes to stay in the hospital. And after a while, you automatically start to shut down. I remember on my 3rd week in the hospital is when I really began to feel trapped and I still had 5 more weeks to go. It's normal to break down and want to give up and that is what he is going through right now.
This is to all of you who have Motorcycles, are thinking of getting Motorcycles, and all of those who ride on the back of Motorcycles; Please think again before you get on your bike. There's a lot to lose and you must not be selfish and really think about your loved ones. How and what would your family and friends do if you were killed? Now there are many things in life that are risky just in everyday so I am just wishing that everyone would listen and to not add another risk to your day. All of my fathers friends sold their motorcycles the week of his accident. My dad is done. And if you read this, I really wish for you to reconsider. My dad has been given a spared life. A second chance. No one knows why some are spared others are not but I am soo blessed to still have him with me.
**And to a friend who I know we are at a rough patch right now but please listen to me. You have already been given your spare life. You have to remember that God has already saved you once. Please do not buy a motorcycle. Especially telling me this after I told you about my father. You have an amazing family and amazing friends who would die to see you hurt again.
God Bless all of those who have lost a family member or friend to a Motorcycle accident. Bless your hearts.
Sarah
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