
As I type this post we are in the second day of Ron having a broken leg. I'm not so I am handling things the way I should. I am exhausted and very overwhelmed.I am not sure if I will be sane when all of this is over but I do need the lord's help in a special way.
Ron has been putting a metal roof on a house about 10-15 minutes from our home. It belongs to an elderly couple whom we have grown to love in the past two weeks. Well..... we were hit with heavy winds and rain for several days straight and Ron had not been able to get the whole roof done before the weather set in. He covered the unfinished part with a tarp to prevent any leaks
Thursday morning after working at the Sheriff 's Dept all night and just getting to bed the home owner called and said he had water a couple of inches deep in the kitchen. Ron and Allen jumped up and went rushing to get the tarp secured again. They worked in the pouring rain for a couple of hours. It was a mess.
He told me after he got home that there was no way it would come off this time because they had used twice as many boards to anchor it down. The rain continued day and night. Around 12 midnight the phone was ringing again with a very frantic home owner telling Ron that the tarp had blown off again.
Once again he went rushing down to the job to fix the tarp. I am sure by now you can guess what happened next. Ron slid from the peak of the roof down a valley and hit a 2 by 4 he had put there to hole down the tarp and it snapped his leg bone about 3 inches above the ankle. Thankfully my daughters boyfriend was there and was able to help get him off the roof. By this time it was after 1:30 in the morning and I was sound asleep in bed. The phones were all out in the living room so I did not hear them ringing
The next thing I know, I am waking up to Shandalin (who has not lived here for over two years) standing beside my bed saying"MOM.....MOM".She proceeded to tell me what had happened and that they thought he had broken his ankle/leg.They were taking him to the hospital.
We were there till about 5am.
He will have surgery Wednesday morning to repair the damage.They will have to put a metal plate and screws in his leg. He is in a tremendous amount of pain.His foot is very swollen and now his leg is swelling. They can't operate on breaks like this when there is so much swelling because the surgeon said he would never be able to get the skin to meet to be able to close the incision. I guess that makes sense but it sure does torture a person who is in this much pain to have to wait so long to get things fixed.Please remember him in your prayers. We are told that we have a very long road ahead of us. He will be out of work for many weeks and be in a cast for at least 9 weeks. Physical therapy will also be needed.
This is about to kill Ron. He is very stressed that he is so limited to what he can do. I am having to pick up all the slack and I will be honest... I am feeling very over loaded. I am trying to trust the one who knew long before we did that this was going to happen. Why he choose to allow it I will never know. I know he is in control of each of our lives and that we will look back on this experience and see it as a stepping stone along lifes way. God has been so good to us and I choose to trust him. The timing was all bad. Christmas is right around the corner and we have children who will be expecting surprises but God knows all about it. Please pray for our family as we journey through this process of getting Ron back to normal. Pray that God will give each one of us the strength we need. I will try to keep updates about him through this blog.