Some people are believers in the “bad luck” on Friday the 13th, and others are not. Until this past Friday, nothing really bad has happened so I was on the unbeliever side of the fence. However, the fact that my Brother in Law landed in the hospital on this special date has turned me into a believer.
The story as I know it, was that he was riding home on his Scooter after work then a car decided to blow threw a Stop sign. Then realizing it was about to smooch a Scooterist slammed on the brakes. At the same time Michael, the Scooterist, noticed he was about to be smooched, so he slammed on his breaks. At this point lives, family, daughters, friends and all the jazz did a quick flash, then his breaks grabbed and he went sailing over his scooter while it stopped. Unfortunately, it took an impact with the drivers car to stop him.. Where he just laid on the ground until the Ambulance arrived. They did the regular precautions, such as spine board, neck brace etc, and took him to emergency. In emergence he had some surgery to stop internal bleeding and something to do with his spleen. Luckily he was able to keep the spleen.
Anyhow, we visited the following day and he was in reasonable shape considering what he just went through. Yes, he was confined to the bed and pumping Morphine, but it’s mostly just bruising and a few bumps. Where hoping that he will be home from the hospital on Monday or the latest Tuesday. Although, I’m sure he’s still just have to rest at home for the week.
Our thoughts and wishes are with Michael and family for this harsh time.