November 18
I couldn't post yesterday because the hotel we stayed at didn't have a working computer in their business center. We drove yesterday from Lordsburg Texas to Jackson Mississippi, about 900 miles. We didn't stop much, just for gas. It took about 12 hours and was a completely uneventful ride. Jenn and I continued to talk through what has happened and the emotions are still really close to the surface, so there was again a lot of tears, but mostly about how much we had to be thankful for. Yea, there were some broken body parts and some "stuff" gone like our computer and our wedding rings, but they are just things. We still have each other, a beautiful family, and some wonderful friends. Things didn't work out the way we had planned, but life finds a way of letting you know you aren't completely in charge!
November 19
We arose early this morning wanting to get on the road before 8am. We quickly ate our scrumptious "Continental Breakfast", but I would like to know on what continent this crap is considered a regular breakfast! Anyway, Jenn spent the day talking on the phone, explaining to friends that she was OK and that this wasn't going to stop her from getting back on her bike. I know to most that is hard to understand, but to those that really have a passion to ride, it seems perfectly natural. We drove the 419 miles back to Atlanta pretty quickly, doing it in about 6 hours. During our ride, Jenn and I decided that our first stop in town would be at the "Doc in the Box" to have them take a look at the injury and redress it. The little bit we could see thru all the wrappings didn't look so good. There was a lot of black material, which Dr. Limon (remember him from Hermosillo) said may indicate dying flesh. So, we went to the Emergency Care down the street from our house before going home. There was some discussion as to whether they would even look at it, as the broken bones had penetrated the skin which made it high risk for an infection that could jeopardize her entire body! But after the nurse met with the doctor, they decided to open it up and take a look at it. The nurse seemed excited about the opportunity to see the injury after Jenn and I gave her the circumstances on how she got hurt. She gently, pulled back layer after layer of gauze to finally reveal the wound. Guess what.................... IT WAS PINK, still pretty yuckie, but PINK. Which means that circulation was happening and the toe could be saved. The nurse cleaned it up and had the doctor come in and take a look. He looked appalled and wouldn't even touch it. He said the toe looked "viable" to him, but we needed to see a foot specialist. He recommended we call Resurgence, which specialize in hand and foot trauma. The nurse re-wrapped Jenn's foot and applied a new brace which was much more comfortable, and said to contact Resurgence, first thing Monday morning. We said our thank you and quickly walked back to our truck to get home to see Erin. The homecoming was what you would expect, lots of hugs and kisses mixed in with "I really missed you". Walking thru that front door seemed so far away just a few days ago, and at times an impossibility, but we are finally home..............ahhhhhhhhhhh!
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