So today I would normally be linking up with its okay Thursday but I am not… because well honestly I just don’t have it in me to put on a happy face today.
I am VERY close with my Father and I am still in shock I think honestly.
We left my house on Tuesday morning to drive up to Charlotte and pick up a motorcycle for him. He was super excited because it was the first bike he would have since my baby sister was born, and I was excited because him having a bike meant that I could have his car for my move to Memphis.
Everything went fine until the trip back home we were about 30 min from Columbia when the bike malfunctioned and he lost control at 70 miles an hour and hit the side of the road, the grass and then the ditch. I was behind him in the car and saw it happen, his bike flipped three times, he was on the bike for two of the flips and the third threw him off and the bike landed on his ankle. I was scared and screaming in the car, I slammed on the brakes and ran to where he was laying screaming, He was conscious when I got there and I held it together long enough to call 911. I told the operator where we were, what happened and she said she would alert an ambulance and get them to us. then she hung up. That’s pretty much when I lost it. I thought 911 was supposed to stay on the line until help arrived and I was standing on the side of the express way with my daddy in the dirt and no clue how to help him.
By the time the highway patrol arrived I was in the middle of a full blown panic attack, my dad was barely conscious and I couldn’t speak in complete sentences. The only complete sentence I could get out was “He’s had bikes since he was 18 and never had an accident.” I was able to explain and the ambulance arrived, put splints on him and took him to the trauma hospital, where I sat with him from 5pm until they moved him up to the Critical Care Center at 4 am, and made me leave.
I can’t help feeling this is partially my fault, if I hadn’t been so excited to get his car, maybe he wouldn’t have gotten that bike and maybe he wouldn’t be in the hospital right now.
At last check they said he had a concussion, broken bones in his neck, broken ribs and severely broken wrist and ankle. as well as bruising on his lungs. I don’t know how much I am going to be around but I will try to keep you guys updated and even though I don’t normally talk about religion on my blog I would appreciate any thoughts or prayers to whomever you all believe in.