I am immensely thankful that my brother is alive!

Banged up and broken but alive!

On Wednesday night I was messing around on the computer when the house phone rang, I grabbed it because Paul and Aaron were asleep and I didnt want them woken up.

It was my mom, she sounded calm when she told me that Cliff had had an accident and they were in the ambulance on the way to the ER.

I asked if she wanted me to come and she said yes, so I got dressed, woke Paul to tell him and rushed out to the hospital.

They had arrived there just before me and had put him into one of the trauma rooms.

He had blood all over his face and one arm, other than that he looked ok.

Turns out all that blood was from a head wound, his arm was fine.

It also turned out after he complained about a sore knee and we went for a few x-rays and a CT scan that his knee was fractured.

It took 4 hours for the ER doc to stitch his head and only when they moved his pants to splint his leg did they notice the huge gash under his knee.  We were not impressed.

What was impressive and amazing were Cliffs two friends, Timor and Mark.  They were fist on the scene, they stayed with him until he was moved into a ward, they cleaned him up and held his hand, they didnt even smack him when he swore at them and they didnt laugh too much when his concussion caused him to ask the same few questions over and over and over again.

Speaking of, the first thing my brother asked when we told him he had been in an accident was if anyone else had been hurt and made us promise that the other woman involved was ok (she was uninjured), the fact that his first thought was for other people just shows his character.

Once he had been moved to a ward (5 and a half hours after we had arrived) I took my mom home and then went home to sleep.

On Thursday they operated on his knee, he had a fracture in the knee cap, his tibia had split vertically down a few inches and he had almost severed the tendon.  They did a bone graft, put in two pins to hold the tibia together and stitched the tendon back together.

He will have to be in a cast for 3 months!

Then will come hours and hours of rehab, physio and hard work.

I am so so so thankful he is alive!!!