Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Not a good morning.

For those in the FB world - you already know the extent to which my morning sucked. For those of you not - or would just like a better explanation - here it is.
This morning started out like any other. I woke up, went to the gym, came back said goodbye to my husband then hopped in the shower. Just a few moments after I put my clothes on my doorbell started ringing.

I chug down the three flights of stairs and peek out the door to see my husband covered in blood. (Just FYI - not a good way to start the day)

Apparently on his trek to the VRE station a car pulled away from the stop sign and T-boned him and sent him flying.
*She didn't run the stop sign, and she didn't just leave him. Thank You number 1 and 2. Had she run the stop sign, or just left him things might have been different.
By the time he gets to me, he's going into shock from being hit by a car while riding a bike and the fact that he got hit by a car while riding a bike.

I took him to the hospital to get him checked out - and only cried a little. (Of course - it was while I was on the phone - with a dude no less... Thanks Mike.)

Mark managed to come out fairly unscathed. The nurses and doctors that attended to him were all impressed by how well he came out of it. Normally the circumstances in this instance are drastically different. Thank you Jesus.

He's sore, bruised, sprained ankle (not broken after all - Thank you 3), and his face is mangled.
I'm now going to post some pictures. However - his face isn't pretty - and that is with the unawesomeness that is my iphone camera. So if you don't like blood and stuff please don't scroll down.





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The vicodin started to kick in and the shock started to wear off. He's not Casper pale in this one,

This one kind of shows how swollen his face is getting. His helmet saved his head, but his entire forehead is a goosegg. His chin also resembles Leno's. His lips are huge. Like ginormous, can't hardly suck a straw huge. (love the BCD's. His glasses got completely effed up... so he gets this hotness until then) very un-quality picture of the gouge in his chin. It's called an 'evulsion'. A big chunk of skin is missing. But it was so deep (think gums here people) that it had to be sewn up. So he's going to have a crooked dimple in his chin. (don't worry babe - I'll still love you). Being very brave.

I love you honey - and I'm so glad that you made it out of this relatively unscathed. YOU ARE NEVER GETTING A MOTORCYCLE! We'll go car shopping as soon as it doesn't hurt you so much to move.

These pictures really don't do it justice. Which is probably a good thing. It makes my stomach hurt every time I look at him. B-rox keeps asking him to wash it off and Kenny keeps telling him he looks weird.

I'm just glad he's here.

2 reviews:

Mrs. Wookie said...

"wow, Mark got the shit kicked out of him." -wook

I'm glad Marky Sparky is okay. That's a good doozy on his chin.

I'll bring up cocktails next time I visit, because I need one just looking at him (and obviously, you both need more for going through this).

Love you guys, glad you're okay.

Lindsay said...

Yikes. That was a lucky one. Thank God for helmets. And yes, no motorcycles. My dad calls those "donor bikes" (because they harvest all the organs from the dudes who get hit while riding them). Good thing Mark wasn't a donor this time.