It doesn't take but a few seconds for your life to change dramatically. Last Saturday we received a call informing us that our son and daughter-in-law had been in a terrible accident. They live quite a distance from us so we were not able to hop in the car and rush to the hospital. I was able to fly out to be with my son and his mother-in-law came also. It has been a two person job caring for the two of them. They were both in the hospital for several days and both have multiple injuries. Our son has a broken vertebra and a broken foot (more than one bone) Our DIL has ruptured vertebrae, broken shoulder, clavicle, and a bad concussion. By all accounts, they are fortunate to be alive. We are so grateful for that. The wreckage was terrible and a person at the hospital who had seen the wreckage did not think anyone could have survived it. We are getting a little better each day.
My son was wearing a sweater I had made for him in 1996. The ER people had to cut all his clothing off. When I saw that sweater, with bits of grass and twigs embedded in it, the reality of the situation came rushing in. I feel his sweater might have protected him somewhat from the glass and debris and it somewhat comforting to know that he was enveloped in an expression of my love for him at the time this happened.
We saw the police report today and it was confirmed that my DIL who was driving the car was not at fault. That is truly a blessing. No one in the other vehicle was injured. Their car rolled over several times and our son was ejected even though he was wearing a seatbelt.
Everyone from home keeps asking what they can do to help. If we were at home there would be lots of things they could do for us but since we are across the country there is very little in a physical sense. We appreciate all prayers.