Steve's Scary Adventure--August 6th

Steve and I went for what was supposed to be a quick bike ride before the kids' birthday party. However, about 15 minutes into the ride Steve blindly hit a big divot in the road going about 21-22 mph and went down hard. I only heard it because he was behind me. I slammed on my brakes and turned around to see him sprawled on the ground, lying on his back with his head on the curb. He was in bad shape. He was all scraped up and was complaining of his right shoulder hurting. I got him up and off to the side of the road where he could sit in the shade. I tried calling some friends to come and get us, but no one was answering. It was probably best, though, because he was awfully pale and in a lot of pain. I called an ambulance and within about 15-20 minutes we had an ambulance and fire truck to help us out. They loaded him up on the ambulance and off he went. The guys on the fire truck kindly loaded his bike on their truck and took it home for us while I rode as fast as I could back home to get the kids and head off to the hospital.


It turns out he broke his helmet in two places. He would either be dead or a vegetable if he wasn't wearing that helmet. We are so grateful for helmets! Let this be a lesson to all of you!!!
He also broke his collarbone and scapula and separated his shoulder. He finally saw the orthopedist two weeks later and in that time the clavicle fracture had moved more and was so bad that his shoulder was just hanging there with nothing attached. He ended up having surgery August 23rd to have a plate put in to reattach his collarbone. Now it's just a matter of healing up. It'll take a while because of the scapula fracture. He won't be back on the bike for a good long while. Poor guy. We are just so grateful it wasn't worse!