I did my make-up run for the CCVI Trolley Run the beginning of August. I did it without Hubby and without really thinking that I would even do four miles at all that day. My original plan was to set aside a weekend for both my husband and I to run. I was worried my husband wouldn’t do it at all unless I do it with him. Then he had a horrible bicycle accident.
We haven’t had a great year. It has been kind of rough. First my husband’s cousin went into coma and then my father died. Fortunately my husband’s cousin has recovered wonderfully. Then a little over a month later we were at a Royals game headed to the outfield with our kids. Bubby and Sissy raced away from us to the stairs from the top-level. The stairs are concrete and they zig zag down at least three flights. Hubby went past Bubby and caught up to Sissy to hold her hand. I was in the process of catching up to Bubby when I saw him flying head first down one set of the stairs! They had both stopped racing when we told them to be careful and not run on the stairs. I’m not sure how he ended up falling.
Talk about a parent’s nightmare! I won’t go into all the emotions I went through, but just know I was happy he was alive and crying by the time I reached him. I wanted to just hold him and console him. I didn’t even see the HUGE knot on his head. My husband did and rushed us to First Aid at the stadium. We spent four innings in there waiting for the doctor to check him. Hubby held the ice on his head while I read him and his sister some small books I always carry in our backpack. It really helped calm him. The doctor finally came and checked Bubby. The doctor felt like Bubby would be okay since he never lost consciousness. He had a scrape on his chin, his neck and his knee. That was it other than the knot that looked SOOOO much better after the ice. He was up for playing mini golf in the outfield and grabbing some food before we went back to our seats to see the fireworks.
I got some emails weeks earlier from my husband’s Garmin that goes on his bike. He made me his emergency contact. Bubby’s scrapes were barely healed and it had been less than a week since his tumble when I got a text from Garmin that Hubby was in an “incident.” I was on the phone immediately. I knew he had his cordless headset on when he rides. So if everything was good he could still answer his phone to talk to me real quick. He answered, but all was not well. He told me he was okay for the most part but that he would call me back later.
He called me back from the emergency room and told me to call his parents to watch the kids and grab him some extra clothes. My mother-in-law and father-in-law came over to watch the kids while I went to get Hubby at the emergency room. My father-in-law went with me in case Hubby had a hard time walking. It was a good thing too. Hubby looked terrible. He had road rash all over him. His shoulder looked like someone slapped a piece of raw meat on it. His helmet was broken and it looked like it left bruises on his bald head. He ended up with broken ribs and no head injury. We didn’t leave until almost midnight. We had to go to an all night pharmacy a little ways out of our way. Hubby had no food or water even though he had been cycling pretty hard and probably needed some water. The hospital didn’t want him consuming anything in case they needed to do surgery. We stopped and got him a hamburger and brought it home. He was so tired and in pain. His parents left after we got him settled in the recliner to sleep. He said laying down straight hurt too bad and he could not sleep in our bed.
I took the kids to vacation bible school the next morning. When I came back home my husband showed me a comment on his cycling group page made by the sister of lady that was involved in Hubby’s wreck. See Hubby and the rest of his group were probably going about twenty-five mph down a hill when Hubby’s bike chain slipped. He went down and two ladies right behind him could not stop or swerve. They ended up running him over (probably how he got his broken ribs) and got injuries of their own. One lady mostly just had road rash and some swelling. The other lady got a bad gash around her eyebrow from her sunglasses. The lady with the cut got stitches which were done by the ER doctor. She somehow got an appointment and already had a plastic surgeon fix them that morning. Her sister posted a picture of the results and then made a snarky comment about how my husband caused the wreck and had not reached to those injured.
Now if you know ANYTHING about cycling you know that when you ride in a group and a wreck happens it is very possible more than one person is going down. A lot of times these wrecks happen to no fault of the riders. That is if they are not doing something stupid like turning in front of someone without signalling. I mean I don’t ride and I know this. Also this was barely within twelve hours of the incident. Hubby made a comment to the lady with the head injury in the same thread BEFORE her picture was posted. The lady with the cut asked how he was doing. He replied he was okay but that he was sorry his accident caused her and the other lady to go down as well. I guess her sister didn’t see that! I guess a comment in Facebook first thing in the morning after Hubby had been in the hospital most of the night and on pain killers just wasn’t good enough for the “protective sister.” Can you tell this woman is NOT on my good side?
Anyway a lot of my husband’s cycling buddies are definitely setting up their emergency contacts on their Garmin. Come to find out I called Hubby before he could even make it off the pavement. A friend picked up Hubby’s phone for him as he was getting off the ground and told him his wife was calling. I looked back at the text and emails Garmin sent me that night. Garmin even gave me his coordinates.
So this all leads up to why I decided to turn in my run and let Hubby heal and decide when he is ready to do his make-up run. I usually run three times a week in different areas. I am totally addicted to Jeff Galloway’s training plan. I still kind of follow it. So if we do another Disney race, I have no problem jumping back into things. I ended up doing a really good run one morning. I usually only get in a little over three and half miles, but this particular morning I got in four miles. I did about a ten minute mile which is really good for me. I talked it over with Hubby and he said to go ahead and submit it.
If Hubby ends up needing someone to run with him, I will run with him. That is probably how it will happen. He is not much of a solo runner. He’ll have to do it soon though.
So nothing exciting happened on my run thankfully. We’ve just had a very rough summer so far. This post is already a bit long and the run of not so good things didn’t really stop there. Seriously I mean I sometimes feel like we are living a bad country music song. My Dad would have totally appreciated that joke.