Strike Two

Lance got in a wreck Thursday night. I went to bed at 10:30 and he was going uptown to get a few things before we were to go camping for the weekend. He called me a little after 11pm and said, I'm ok but I got in a wreck and I'm with the ambulance now but you need to come out here. So I sped as fast as I could although it seemed like it took me 30 minutes. There's tons of road construction on Washington and as he was coming home he wanted to avoid that road altogether so he took Grandview. When he got to the intersection of Falls which has been closed, his scooter didn't like the gravel too well and went right out from under him. There was no sign at all so he had no idea that there was gravel or construction or that the road changed. When I got there I kinda went into panic mode and freaked out. I couldn't help the tears. Seeing him all beat up and bleeding and dirty just sent my imagination wild and I bawled and couldn't stop. The paramedics kept trying to calm me down and assured me he was ok. Which I could clearly see that he was fine, it just really scared me especially since I've never been in a wreck. Meanwhile Lance was laughing and joking with all the paramedics and police. Everybody was super nice and helpful. Luckily, no major damage to Lance or the scooter. He got scraped and cut up pretty bad on his face, hands, and especially his knees but he's ok. The scooter is fine, its too dirty to tell but I think it's just scratched up. I was shaking so bad, I couldn't hold the phone or the paperwork the paramedics gave me. Lance said, well shoot I'm doing better than you are. Then he turned to the paramedics and said, maybe you ought to get her on a stretcher with oxygen and take her blood pressure!

We got most of the gravel out of his skin and I got him all gauzed up before bed. I made sure he was still breathing and moving when I left for work the next day. He'll be pretty sore for the next several days but at least it's just soreness and cuts. No surgery and no casket. I'm so thankful to Heavenly Father for good people on earth. There were two guys that stopped to help Lance before the ambulance came and one of them stayed with us all night and got our scooter home. I'm so thankful for paramedics and police who do their job and do it well. One paramedic was a gal probably in her 50s and she just hugged me and assured me Lance was fine. I'm so thankful I still have my best friend. This is the second instance in two months that Lance scared me to death (no pun intended. Last month in the middle of the night I found Lance bleeding with blood all over the floor and walls and all over him. It too scared me to death and I made him go to the doctor who referred him to another doctor who had Lance undergo a few procedures. Long story short, he's fine and there's nothing wrong with him, it was just a fluke thing). I'm just so thankful for modern medicine. I'm thankful for good people who help strangers and paramedics and police who carry out their job well. I'm so thankful that our prayers are answered and someone is watching over us. I'm thankful for supportive family and friends. I'm thankful for a good husband who treats me better than I deserve and is my partner day in and day out. I don't know what I'd do without him.