My Life in Slow Motion

As I'm sitting on the side of the road with my husband who isn't moving, my life passes before my eyes in slow motion.  I find myself wondering, "How could this have happened?" and "Is everything going to be ok?"  I go over it again and again in my mind, but cannot seem to formulate an answer. 

Yesterday, 6 April 2011, at approximately 3:20 pm, my husband was involved in a motorcycle accident.  I received the call about that time from an off duty EMT who informed me my husband had been in an accident.  My mind began racing and I wondered how in the world this could have transpired as I had just seen him 2 minutes beforehand.

The minute I see him on the side of the road, he isn't moving, and the only thing I can think is, "Is he alive?"  I park my vehicle somewhat in the middle of the road, which thankfully someone else ended up moving out of the way, and rushed to my husband's side, wondering if God had decided it was his time or not.......but although my husband isn't moving, he is talking to me.

I can only get myself together enough to thank God that my husband is alive and pray that nothing is seriously wrong with him.  I continue to talk to my husband until police officers, EMS, and firemen arrive.  Questions and more questions are being asked of me by people I don't even know and simple answers seem complicated.

As they are loading him into the ambulance there is waiting and more waiting until they finally are enroute to the hospital with me following closely behind.  I can't seem to stop myself from thinking about everything that could seriously go wrong.

We get to the hospital, and after waiting for what seemed like an eternity, he finally got into a room and spoke to a doctor, who took him for x-rays....more waiting.  When he got back I couldn't be happier just to see him, all thoughts of what could be, leaving my head for the moment.

For some reason, the doctor decided it was necessary to clean out the severe road rash on my husband's right leg.  I cannot remember a time when I have witnessed or observed someone in such an extreme amount of pain.  Just the sight of the pain he was going through was enough to evoke emotion in even the strongest of people.

When the x-rays were reviewed, the doctor told us that the severely swollen ankle and leg with road rash would take some healing but would be just fine.  The opposite leg, however, told a different story.  The doctor would need a cat scan of this leg.  When the results came back, she told us he definitely had a fracture but would most likely not need surgery.  I felt blessed with this news since the same knee he had surgery on just 5 months ago, would be the knee he would have needed surgery on once again.  I couldn't be more thankful.

At around 9:00 pm we are on our way home from the Emergency Room, and I couldn't help but notice how much more carefully I was driving, all things considered.  I had precious cargo in the passenger seat of my vehicle that I did not intend to lose after the events of the day and how blessed we actually had been up to this point.

All things considered, my husband honestly had an angel sitting on his shoulder during his accident.  I couldn't have hoped for a better outcome, save not having been in the accident at all.  I thank God for watching over my husband yesterday and keeping me once again in the palm of His hands.