Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Monday, July 19, 2010
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Another Update
Well, the adjuster finally made it out to where the bike is and it will in fact be totaled out. I've no idea how much money they'll give me for it yet, but I just hope it's enough to get another bike. Andrew (being the tough little booger that he is) has been recovering even more. He's now able to do more and the babysitting that is taking place now is more about keeping him safe than doing for him. He's been gaming which I feel is good exercise for his broken right wrist. Thus far he's beaten Lego Harry Potter, Star Wars Force Unleashed Sith Edition and he's plodding through my personal favorite, God of War III right now. I even had Ashley rent NCAA2010 for me and hope to dive into it once I'm feeling like it.
Ashley has been riding for a few days now and I'm so glad. It's almost like I'm back out there. I cannot wait to get a new bike and jump back on it. At this point, I'm not sure how long it's going to take for my toe and foot to heal up. I still have no feeling in the broken toe and it's still swelled up good. I had the stitches removed above my eye and there's not good news there. I have a lot of scar tissue that's built up and I'm not sure what it's going to take to remove it. The road rash is healing well but I'd imagine I'll have elbow and knee scars for good to match the one on my forehead. Andrew says my scar is cool because it looks like the one Harry Potter has above his eye. It's too bad Lord Unattentive gave me the scar instead of Lord Voldemort.
I'm pretty much trying to stay ahead of the curve as far as bills go until insurance kicks in. I've sold my macbook and my iphone in the last few days to get some cash to store up. With the amount of pain and discomfort I'm still feeling, I'm not sure when I'll be able to return to work (if at all). At this point, to say I'm disgusted by the whole insurance thing would be an understatement. As I said in my last post, I'm very close to calling a lawyer. If things don't kick into high gear by Monday, I'd expect it to go that route.
Again I must say thanks to my darling and beautiful wife. She's taking such good care of us and I appreciate her so much more than she'll ever know. Thanks baby.
Ashley has been riding for a few days now and I'm so glad. It's almost like I'm back out there. I cannot wait to get a new bike and jump back on it. At this point, I'm not sure how long it's going to take for my toe and foot to heal up. I still have no feeling in the broken toe and it's still swelled up good. I had the stitches removed above my eye and there's not good news there. I have a lot of scar tissue that's built up and I'm not sure what it's going to take to remove it. The road rash is healing well but I'd imagine I'll have elbow and knee scars for good to match the one on my forehead. Andrew says my scar is cool because it looks like the one Harry Potter has above his eye. It's too bad Lord Unattentive gave me the scar instead of Lord Voldemort.
I'm pretty much trying to stay ahead of the curve as far as bills go until insurance kicks in. I've sold my macbook and my iphone in the last few days to get some cash to store up. With the amount of pain and discomfort I'm still feeling, I'm not sure when I'll be able to return to work (if at all). At this point, to say I'm disgusted by the whole insurance thing would be an understatement. As I said in my last post, I'm very close to calling a lawyer. If things don't kick into high gear by Monday, I'd expect it to go that route.
Again I must say thanks to my darling and beautiful wife. She's taking such good care of us and I appreciate her so much more than she'll ever know. Thanks baby.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
An Update
Well, it's been a week or so since I've posted an update on Andrew and myself. I first must thank my beautiful and wonderful wife. She's been amazing and helped both of us out so much. I may be biased, but I'm the luckiest man ever. Anytime me or Andrew need something, right there she is. Thank you honey and I love you very much.
Let's start with the good news first
Andrew has been the most amazing kid ever. He's now getting himself up, and either using the walker or using his wheelchair to go pretty much anywhere he wants. He's been out of the house a few times and is playing video games and watching lots of Netflix. He is even out of his rented hospital bed and sleeping upstairs. Ashley and I couldn't be prouder of him. He's shocking everyone with how well he's done and how far ahead of schedule he is.
As for me, well it comes and goes. I still can't move the toe that's broken or the pinkie toe below it, and it still hurts really bad most days. My road rash on my elbow is slowly clearing up (to be honest, the road rash on my right elbow hurts worse than anything else on me period). I got the stitches taken out over my eye and I think I'm going to have a big scar. The doctor kept me out two more weeks from work and at this point, I'm not sure when I'll be back.
Things are progressing really slowly with insurance and all the bills have started to come in. I'm really starting to wonder if it's time to mention the "L" word (lawyers, not what you're thinking). My bike has been sitting where Ashley works for almost a week and still no adjuster and still no estimate on what it will take to fix it. At this point, just adding up parts (New tank, new pegs, new pipes, new mirror, new shifters, etc), I'm guessing that the bike may very well be totaled out. If that's the case, then bike search 4.0 will be on.
I've also made up my mind that once my foot and toes are healed, I'll be right back on it every single day. I like it way too much to just stop and not ride any longer. I'll close this post the same way I'll close lots of them from now on.
If you see a bike, stay back, give them room, give them that few extra seconds. We can't stop as fast as you think we can. Watch for them.
Let's start with the good news first
Andrew has been the most amazing kid ever. He's now getting himself up, and either using the walker or using his wheelchair to go pretty much anywhere he wants. He's been out of the house a few times and is playing video games and watching lots of Netflix. He is even out of his rented hospital bed and sleeping upstairs. Ashley and I couldn't be prouder of him. He's shocking everyone with how well he's done and how far ahead of schedule he is.
As for me, well it comes and goes. I still can't move the toe that's broken or the pinkie toe below it, and it still hurts really bad most days. My road rash on my elbow is slowly clearing up (to be honest, the road rash on my right elbow hurts worse than anything else on me period). I got the stitches taken out over my eye and I think I'm going to have a big scar. The doctor kept me out two more weeks from work and at this point, I'm not sure when I'll be back.
Things are progressing really slowly with insurance and all the bills have started to come in. I'm really starting to wonder if it's time to mention the "L" word (lawyers, not what you're thinking). My bike has been sitting where Ashley works for almost a week and still no adjuster and still no estimate on what it will take to fix it. At this point, just adding up parts (New tank, new pegs, new pipes, new mirror, new shifters, etc), I'm guessing that the bike may very well be totaled out. If that's the case, then bike search 4.0 will be on.
I've also made up my mind that once my foot and toes are healed, I'll be right back on it every single day. I like it way too much to just stop and not ride any longer. I'll close this post the same way I'll close lots of them from now on.
If you see a bike, stay back, give them room, give them that few extra seconds. We can't stop as fast as you think we can. Watch for them.
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Part 6, Day 5
We awoke bright and early Friday morning because I had to be at the Day Surgery Center at 6am. Ashley pushed me downstairs, kissed me goodbye, and headed back up to Andrew while I waited for surgery.
We had a little trouble finding the surgery center so my doctor fussed at me. The anesthesiologist tried to put an IV in me 7 times and finally got it on the 8th try. The doctor explained what he was going to do and then I was asleep. When I awoke, Ashley and the nurses were around me and Ashley told me the bad news. My toe was not only dislocated, but broken as well which was the reason for the other doctors not being able to put it back in. I was in an intense amount of pain but relieved at the same time. I was pushed back up to Andrew. He was very excited to be going home and so were Ashley and I. The time came and the ambulance drivers came and loaded Andrew up, and we were off to Luttrell. Ashley and I in the car, and Andrew in the ambulance.
Once home, the bed was put together and placed downstairs, as was the walker and wheelchair. Andrew's now been home a full day and he's doing so much better than in the hospital. As badly as I hate it, Ashley is making me take it easy and not do much. She's so strong and I just hate for her to have to do stuff alone. I'm as independent as anyone and don't want anyone to help me, so this has been rough for me.
On a side note and on a final note. I still haven't had the bike towed to either here or the old house, or to be repaired. My parents went and got a copy of the accident report and it was clearly the fault of the other driver. I hope that all these bills get paid by his insurance and I hope that Andrew does as well as he's doing now. I'd imagine that it won't be long till he'll be getting fussed at for doing too much. This accident has yet again sent home just how much I love Ashley and Andrew. They are both so much stronger than me. I'm a better person for having both of them in my life.
I'm not quite sure what Ashley and I are going to do about the bike and the scooter yet. I so want to jump back on it just to prove that I can do it and continue to ride. I don't expect for Andrew to ever be comfortable on a bike again, and I'm fine with that. I do love it. I do love riding and I don't want to stop, but I will for Andrew's sake. A motorcycle or a scooter are nothing more than two wheels, an engine, and some gauges. Motorcycles aren't dangerous, the people driving around them are. The guy who hit us wasn't paying attention and his stupidity cost us more broken bones and money. He scared a little boy to the point that he doesn't want to ride ever again or think about riding again. I'm so tired of hearing about how dangerous motorcycles are. It's not the motorcycle, it's the dumbasses texting and taking dumb chances that are dangerous. Ashley and I are uber safe on the bikes. Helmets, long pants, gloves, jackets, etc. We look both ways several times. We look off in the distance to assess upcoming danger, but the one danger you can't plan on is someone just pulling out in front of you.
The guy who hit us actually wanted to come see Andrew at the hospital, but I think Ashley and I weren't about to let that happen. I don't want his sympathy or his support, just his money. I do wish I could show the SOB pictures of Andrew being happy on the bike, hopping on it and smiling in the mirrors, making vroom vroom noises on the back while sitting in the yard or while riding behind me laughing and screaming and waving at people off the back of it. This SOB has taken one of the things that we all loved doing it and has ruined it forever for all of us. Like I've said over the past 6 posts, I feel badly that it happened while Andrew was on the bike. We did everything safely, but in spite of that, someone in a hurry hurt my little boy. If you're a car driver and are reading this, please not look only for motorcycles but for other cars as well. If you see a person on a bike, give them a few feet of space. Contrary to popular belief, we can't stop faster than you because we have two brake pedals or because the bike is lighter. The stereotypical biker is not most people. I rode to work every single day and rode with my wife and son on the weekends.
Please be safe out there and keep a good thought or prayer for my Andrew. He's doing so good and I couldn't be more proud of him than I am right now.
We had a little trouble finding the surgery center so my doctor fussed at me. The anesthesiologist tried to put an IV in me 7 times and finally got it on the 8th try. The doctor explained what he was going to do and then I was asleep. When I awoke, Ashley and the nurses were around me and Ashley told me the bad news. My toe was not only dislocated, but broken as well which was the reason for the other doctors not being able to put it back in. I was in an intense amount of pain but relieved at the same time. I was pushed back up to Andrew. He was very excited to be going home and so were Ashley and I. The time came and the ambulance drivers came and loaded Andrew up, and we were off to Luttrell. Ashley and I in the car, and Andrew in the ambulance.
Once home, the bed was put together and placed downstairs, as was the walker and wheelchair. Andrew's now been home a full day and he's doing so much better than in the hospital. As badly as I hate it, Ashley is making me take it easy and not do much. She's so strong and I just hate for her to have to do stuff alone. I'm as independent as anyone and don't want anyone to help me, so this has been rough for me.
On a side note and on a final note. I still haven't had the bike towed to either here or the old house, or to be repaired. My parents went and got a copy of the accident report and it was clearly the fault of the other driver. I hope that all these bills get paid by his insurance and I hope that Andrew does as well as he's doing now. I'd imagine that it won't be long till he'll be getting fussed at for doing too much. This accident has yet again sent home just how much I love Ashley and Andrew. They are both so much stronger than me. I'm a better person for having both of them in my life.
I'm not quite sure what Ashley and I are going to do about the bike and the scooter yet. I so want to jump back on it just to prove that I can do it and continue to ride. I don't expect for Andrew to ever be comfortable on a bike again, and I'm fine with that. I do love it. I do love riding and I don't want to stop, but I will for Andrew's sake. A motorcycle or a scooter are nothing more than two wheels, an engine, and some gauges. Motorcycles aren't dangerous, the people driving around them are. The guy who hit us wasn't paying attention and his stupidity cost us more broken bones and money. He scared a little boy to the point that he doesn't want to ride ever again or think about riding again. I'm so tired of hearing about how dangerous motorcycles are. It's not the motorcycle, it's the dumbasses texting and taking dumb chances that are dangerous. Ashley and I are uber safe on the bikes. Helmets, long pants, gloves, jackets, etc. We look both ways several times. We look off in the distance to assess upcoming danger, but the one danger you can't plan on is someone just pulling out in front of you.
The guy who hit us actually wanted to come see Andrew at the hospital, but I think Ashley and I weren't about to let that happen. I don't want his sympathy or his support, just his money. I do wish I could show the SOB pictures of Andrew being happy on the bike, hopping on it and smiling in the mirrors, making vroom vroom noises on the back while sitting in the yard or while riding behind me laughing and screaming and waving at people off the back of it. This SOB has taken one of the things that we all loved doing it and has ruined it forever for all of us. Like I've said over the past 6 posts, I feel badly that it happened while Andrew was on the bike. We did everything safely, but in spite of that, someone in a hurry hurt my little boy. If you're a car driver and are reading this, please not look only for motorcycles but for other cars as well. If you see a person on a bike, give them a few feet of space. Contrary to popular belief, we can't stop faster than you because we have two brake pedals or because the bike is lighter. The stereotypical biker is not most people. I rode to work every single day and rode with my wife and son on the weekends.
Please be safe out there and keep a good thought or prayer for my Andrew. He's doing so good and I couldn't be more proud of him than I am right now.
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