For one week of the year every July, my doctor husband signs up to be the volunteer doc at Kids Across America. We've been going to that amazing camp doing this volunteer thing since 1999. He volunteers. I hang out and support him volunteering.
July 8-14, 2012, was our week! Our three youngest girls went with us to hang out too! We always have a creative sign welcoming us, and we have an amazing view from the porch of the guest lodge.
We see interesting carvings and statues around Golden, Missouri, where KAA is located. I did my crazy mom thing and made the girls get out to pose for a couple of pictures.
One of the things I love about our time at KAA is how much walking we do. You walk to get everywhere. Lots of good talk time.
|3 of my favorite girls|
Another gift to my soul is this dear friend. God put Louise in my life in 1987. She encourages me in every way a person can be encouraged. She and her husband, Sky, were interns under Lou when he was a 3rd year resident - and we've been close friends ever since. They volunteer at KAA the same week we do!
The above picture was taken Tuesday night.
The night before InstaChange.
Warning - a "rough" picture follows.
On Wednesday morning around 8:15 a.m., Lou was riding his bike to KAA1 to see a sick camper. The road into that camp is a paved, relatively steep decent with a couple of speed bumps. Lou saw the first speed bump, but because of the dappled sunlight and shadows, he didn't see the second. He flipped over his handle bars, and landed hard on his right shoulder.
In that blink of an eye, he broke 10 ribs, his right collar bone, his right shoulder blade, the transverse process of his 7th cervical vertebrae, the 5th metacarpal on his left hand, punctured his right lung and decorated his skin with a little road rash!
|He was, as always, wearing his helmet|
His first helicopter ride!
We get to Springfield and spend the night in the Step Down Unit, where he received great care. By day two, he looks like this.
|Day 2: Cleaned up a little|
While all this trauma - and I now have a new appreciation for the word trauma - was going on in Lou's life, in our lives, our beautiful, loving community was mobilizing. I began receiving calls, texts, Facebook messages, offers for anything and everything we could possibly need... and prayers.
How loved we felt. How loved we feel. Lou and I are speechless and overwhelmed and humbled.
Thank you. Thank you.
Lou has received/is receiving numerous cards from people. I wish I could show them all, and I certainly don't want to slight anyone, because each one is special and made us smile. I can't post them all - but I did want to give an idea of the encouragement we've had from just a handful of his smallest patients!
The accident happened on Wednesday. Elizabeth's 16th birthday was the next day.
It's one we won't forget. She sat on my lap for a little while in this room that night. I told her I'm sure I was holding her in my lap 16 years ago at that time too.
No milk, but...Cookie cake at the hospital!
|Official celebration at a later date...|
See that big gap running across the top third of his scapula? That's not supposed to be there. You can also probably pick out a broken rib or two...
|Day 3 with escorts Hannah and David|
He's still sporting the latest in chest tube fashion as I type, and his biggest desire and our biggest prayer right now is for that right lung to heal completely and for that chest tube to get pulled. When that happens, we would probably get a "you get to go home" date. Yes!
We know this accident did not take our God by surprise. He was with Lou coming down that hill, and flying over those handle bars and hitting the pavement.
He is with us now in this hospital room.
The first morning after the accident, I sat down to read Lou some tweets off his twitter account. We paused when we read the following tweet:
God's care comes in many forms. He cares enough to break your bones in order to recapture your heart. (See Psalm 51:8)
We both are still pondering it...
We don't understand everything. But we trust Him in everything. We pray for healing. And we pray that we honor God in all of this.
This has definitely been a week at KAA that we won't forget. It will be one of those "marker" moments - a "before the accident/after the accident" kind of things. It will be interesting to sort all that out.
I'll leave you with the verse that I began memorizing on Monday of this week. God met me right where I was.