Tuesday, August 19, 2014

My New Glasses

"I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% of how I react to it."
Charles R. Swindoll

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Every situation has a thousand possible outcomes. Our choices do influence those outcomes, but there is no way to know what chain of events one simple choice will create. Sometimes we knowingly make not so great choices. But most of the times, we make choices that we believe are good, safe and mundane. 

Every day, Jared makes the choice of whether to ride his bike or not. Granted, some days work, weather or other commitments make the choice for him, but on most days, the choice is up to him. Just last week he decided not to go for a ride, for whatever reason. He figured he would just ride the next day. It rained the next day. 

After that, he kinda made the decision that passing up a riding opportunity without a good reason was not a good choice. 

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Riding is his stress relief. Flying down the single-track keeps him happy and healthy- both physically and mentally.

So, when he wanted to get a quick ride in this Saturday before we headed out to camp with friends, it was no big deal. The choice to go ride is one he makes most days of the week (on a good week). 

Dirty new tires(plate)

Did the same ol' that he always does (except he forgot his sunglasses and had to run back home to get them). Once he had everything ready to go, he sent me a text to let me know he was at the trail head (11:42 a.m.). 

Jared was barely a mile down the trail, which means he had only been riding for about five minutes or so when something happened (about 11:50 a.m.).

The next thing he remembers is waking up with his face in the dirt. At first he thought it was a dream. Then he realized it wasn't (about 12:05 p.m.). 

Jared sat for a while, dazed and confused, trying to asses himself and figure out what happened. A fellow mountain biker, Tim, found Jared sitting on the side of the trail. This gentlemen happened to be a doctor (around 12:15 p.m.).

Tim assessed Jared, letting Jared know his options were Life Flight (medical helicopter), or Jared could walk out. Jared decided to walk out (around 12:25 p.m.).

Once the guys made it back to Tim's truck and were headed to the ER, Jared gave me a call. He sounded awful (12:55 p.m.). 

Jared is not a massive risk taker and he doesn't push himself way past his limits. In fact, all the non-mountain bike riding he does is to increase his mountain biking skills. 

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Riding BMX teaches how to control his bike. Same with riding in the bike park. 

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When we go out for family rides or when he takes Emma to the park or around the block, he's always working on his bike handling skills. 

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We even took a family vacation to Colorado so he could attend a bike skills clinic! 

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Jared is a skilled and responsible rider (though he wouldn't admit to the skilled part). 

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Always wears his helmet and glasses. Takes enough water and snacks for the ride he plans to do. Carry's a few tools in case of a bike malfunction. And always let's me know where he's riding, when he starts out, and updates me every hour or so. 

But sometimes, life just kicks you in the ass.

First night in the hospital

At that point, your really have two choices. You can have a pity party, or you can put on your perspectacles

This is what I imagine my perspctacles look like. However it's spelled :0)
(This is how I imagine my perspectacles look.)

While I may not be able to spell perspectacles, I seem to be great at wearing them. Here are some of the things that I have seen while wearing them:

#1 and most imoportant- Jared came back to us. He came back broken and bleeding, but he came back. 
#2- He walked out and will walk away from this accident healthy and whole. 
#3- We have the worlds most amazing friends and family to help us and offer us support. 
#4- We have health insurance and...
#5- Access to fantastic medical professionals that are taking amazing care of Jared (and me).

And really, the list just goes on and on. Every day, heck, every couple hours my perspectacles reveal something else that we can be thankful for.  

I don't know about you, but I'm pretty sure today is going to be a beautiful day. 


Monday, August 18, 2014

Matching Set


Jared now has a matching set of broken clavicles.

April 2012

Broken right clacvicle
August 2014

On Saturday, Jared had an argument with the trail, and I think the trail came out the victor. While Jared doesn't remember how he wrecked, we do know this- he lost consciousness, broke his right clavicle, punctured his right lung (minor), broke 7 ribs (some in multiple spots), fractured his right scapula and has a laceration that required 10 stitches.

His bike seems to be ok, but we will be having our friend Travis at Knicker Biker check it out to make sure.

Jared regained consciousness on his own and sat up but was dazed.  A mountain biker by the name of Tim Roux (who happened to be a doctor) found Jared sitting on the side of the trail, assessed the situation, helped Jared walk back to the parking lot and drove him to the ER. Jared had barely made it a mile down the trail, so the walk out wasn't super far.

Once they were in the truck and on the way to the ER, Jared called me from Tim's phone. "It's me. I wrecked. Jim is taking me to the ER. I think I broke my clavicle again."

I told him I would meet him at the ER.

I knew. I knew that this was way worse then the last wreck. He sounded out of it. And in a lot of pain.

Emma and I had been literally walking out the door to go rent some camping gear. I shouted to Emma (who was playing around the corner of the house) to let her know we needed to meet Da at the ER. I told her he wrecked and that he thought his clavicle was broken again. Last time that happened we had been visiting Gramma and Boppa for Easter so she probably remembers it as a fun day!

As soon as I got in the car and stopped shaking so much, I called our friend Minerva.

We have amazing friends.

I knew Jared was worse and I also knew that Emma would be better off NOT going to the ER with me. I asked Minerva if Emma could hang out with them till we knew more. She said yes, so I dropped Emma off with her. Emma was excited to hang out with her BFF Megan :0)

Then I had to stop at the house to get the spare car key and drive back to the trail head to get Jared's wallet.

I was at the ER 40 minutes after I got the call. Tim had waited with Jared until I got there. Jared looked o.k. He was wearing a neck brace (as a precaution) and already had an IV in. They were just getting ready to wheel him down to do some CT scans and what not.

As soon as they wheeled him out, I had to sit down or pass out. Tim brought me up-to-date on what he knew. That's when I figure out he was a doctor :0) They knew the clavicle was broken and they suspected broken ribs. The concussion was a given considering he had lost consciousness.

Tim had no idea how Jared had crashed. When he found Jared he was already sitting up. The section of the trail Jared was on was pretty tame- "Parents take their kids hiking on that trail!" is how Jared explained it to someone yesterday.

Tim is an amazing person. He knew Jared would be worried about his bike, so he offered to take it home and keep it in his garage until we could get it, rather than throw it into the back of the truck. He will drop it off at Knicker Biker for us today.

Jared may or may not remember what happened. He remembered a little more Saturday night- like the fact that he woke up with his face in the dirt- but other than that, he only remember heading out on the trail and then waking up on the ground.

He is in a lot of pain, but his spirits are good. From what the doctors have told us, today will probably be his most painful day. He has this magic green button though that makes life bearable- it supplies him with pain meds on demand :0)

He has already been up and moving around more this morning (it's 9am local time on Monday morning) than he has since he was admitted. He will be in the hospital till Wednesday or Thursday. They need to make sure he is moving around and the he is taking deep breaths. With the broken lungs, breathing is painful which makes him take shallow breaths. This can lead to pneumonia, so he has to take super big breaths as often as possible.

Well, I think that's the gist of what's going on. Feel free to comment with questions. I'm sure I forgot to mention something.  

p.s. Please ignore any typos. My brains a bit tired.