The Wreak.. Part 1.. "My Idiot"!!..

After a hard week at work.. MrD went out for a ride on his motorbike. About half an hour later, he called me and said "I’ve been an idiot. I’ve been in a wreck". I thought he was on the mountain and had lost his balance or slid... again!  I asked of he and the bike were ok... to which he replied "Oh yeah I’m jumping on it in a minute and I’m coming home. I’ve just gotta wait for the police to come." I was confused police on the mountain. Oh no he said I got into a wreck with a flat bed truck. Again I asked if he was ok and he said was fine but the police were there and hung up. He made two more calls getting more confused each time, but I managed to get out of him where he was and made my way over 

When I arrived, I saw five police cars and ambulance and a firetruck. MrD.. was sitting on the side of the street and he and his bike seemed fine, But as I got up to the ambulance, the paramedic said MrD was confused. He didn't know where he was.. his name.. the country he was in . the date... the president.,, and as it turned out... he didn't know me!! With I suspected green bleed they rushed him to the hospital and while I  sorted out the bike with the police. 

At the hospital I waited 45 minutes in emergency.. then they let me through to see him. Thank goodness.. Mr. D recognized me. His arms were badly scraped and bleeding... his MRI had come back clear, but he had ruptured his spleen. They rushed him up to surgery where they were going to do a "procedure" to try and stop the bleeding. He would be awake, they would go in through the groin.. but if they were complications, they would have to put him to sleep and go in surgically. They told me that the procedure would take about an hour, but it turned out to be 3 1/2 hours. They had to put him to sleep, but they still did it laparoscopically. Back in his room, they said everything turned out well except they couldn’t save the spleen. 

I stayed at the hospital till quite late I could have stayed but had to come back home because of the dog.

It was strange coming home to a dark empty house. I felt alone...even though Prince was there making a fuss of me. I fell to my knees and gave thanks to the the Lord for being with my Hubby today... and prayed for comfort and healing. I know the Lord was listening

 As for MrD... he may think he’s an idiot… but he’s my idiot.. The Lord was definitely looking after him and giving him protection. It could have been a lot worse

 Part two of the story is to follow

    

Love and Hugs 

Phoebe x