Last weekend we had the great privilege of traveling north of Syracuse to visit my dad at his temporary home in Lowville. He is a fill-in preacher there. There is some lovely architecture there, and if you follow my facebook you will have seen these photos. I just love the style of buildings. Most of these I took as I went on an early morning walk Saturday.
We also had to get our picture with the famous cow statue that stands near the front of the Philadelphia Cream Cheese Factory.
But the picture that should move you the most, is this one:
as I wrote on fb, there is nothing like being in an accident with your children. The truck with the door hanging open is my dads’. This is the view from the front seat of the ambulance that is holding my daughter in the back as a patient. The lady driving the back car ran a yellow, suspected of texting and driving, read-ending and smashing the car behind us, running it into us, and of course, us into the truck in front of us. My dad, his wife, myself, and my son were shaken but fine…my daughter hit her head on the back of the seat, the headrest in front of her, and the back seat again. She was instantly crying in anguish of being dizzy and her head “splitting open” in pain.
A few minutes later the firemen and paramedics had her on a backboard and in this ambulance. Leaving my son crying on the sidewalk with my dad, as off to the ER we went. Hours of tests and waiting. Finally released with what the doctor described as a mild to moderate concussion. Trip home on Sunday, triaged at our pediatricians on Monday, and seen on Thursday…results are quite different. It is a five out of five for severe concussion. As a student athlete she received baseline testing for head injury through the school in May. Our pediatrician uses the same testing and compared the results. In grading terms, she went from a B+ to an incomplete. Physically, she is fine. Emotionally, she is a wreck. She can’t drive, watch prolonged periods of tv, listen to long periods of music, use her phone, play on the computer, go to cheer practice, and light and loud or sudden sounds trigger migraines, she has a constant mid-grade headache, and her eyes are a bit blurry. She may not be able to start school next Monday. And no school means she can’t even show up for her extra-curriculars.
Pray people, if you would. This is going to be a slow return to our bright and bubbly girl. The doctor was extremely vague in any kind of timeline for healing. Months were mentioned. A specialist has been contacted for an appointment. A seemingly random situation has darkened the end of our summer. But not without much thanksgiving – we were in the big sturdy truck of my dad and not the little car – we weren’t the first ones hit, so not the hardest impact (the person behind us cracked their windshield with her forehead!) – we were not too close to the truck in front of us so that the damage to dad’s was minimal – we were three blocks to a hospital – no one else in the car was hurt beyond bruising and stiffness – the list goes on and on.
Pray for her healing, for the doctors treating her, and for her baby brother to not have dreams about it anymore, and for me and her dad to have wisdom in making some tough choices for her medical care and immediate concerns like school, cheer, and even church attendance. (We go to a church with contemporary music – remember I mentioned light and sound sensitivity).
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