Thump.

It feels like an age since I was sitting in the African sunshine whilst writing my last blog post.
So much has happened over the past week that my head is spinning (and my heart breaking) and I've been well and truly stopped in my tracks.

I certainly came back to earth with one gigantic bump  thump.

After a rather tearful goodbye, Annie and I departed from the rest of the group and headed to the airport to catch our homeward bound flight.....I was sad to leave my South African friends but soo looking forward to being home with my boys.
Annie and I checked in and decided to make one last call home to let our guys know we were safely on our way.......that's when the dream ended and my nightmare began.

Bobs answered the phone and immediately I knew there was a problem - after lots of tears and snotty drivel, the news was broken that my darling Hubs had been involved in a serious motorbike accident - not something you want to hear when you are 6,000 miles away from home :(

I think I cried for entire duration of the eleven and a half hour flight home :(
Why? Oh Why did we fly from B'ham International Airport?? - driving down the M5 for 3 hours was the longest drive of my life - but at least I had my Mom with me for company and I really don't know what I would have done these past few days without her by my side - she has totally taken over the running of the house, as well as supervising the guys whilst I have focused all of my attention on my darling Hubs.

Hubs underwent a series of surgeries this past week and we are now playing the waiting game to see if the surgeons have been able to repair his badly damaged right leg and foot.
He was catapulted 35ft in to the air and travelled approx. 40ft before hitting the deck feet first ( J says his Daddy "did a Superman"!! )
The impact was so severe that the bones in Hubs right foot have totally shattered and now resemble grains of sand - the surgeons have positioned a series of wires through his foot in hope that the tiny fragments of bone will calcify and form some kind of bone like mass - which at a later date, God willing, can be restructured.
He also has snapped ligaments, damaged muscle tissue and tendons and a dislocated knee.
The surgeons have told us that he will never be able to use his right foot normally again - NEVER isnt a word we do well in this house and Im 100% certain that Hubs determination will prove the professionals wrong.

I have spent every waking hour by his side - and when I'm not with him he is always in my thoughts - sleeping isn't easy and it is during the night, when everyone else is asleep, that I have a jolly good old cry....staying upbeat and positive for the guys is hard at times but I don't want them to see me when I'm a snivelling wreck.
Last night Hubs started to get sick and his level of pain increased to an unbearable level  - after investigation it was discovered that a blood clot has formed in his right calf :(
To complicate matters, Hubs can not take the medication needed to deal with the clot so we are awaiting the decision of the surgeon tomorrow as to what the next move is.

Due to the formation of the blood clot, the surgeons have removed his plaster cast and I wished they hadn't because the reality of what has happened to his leg is so much more visible now and is scares me beyond belief.
Right now the guys are sleeping and Mom is pottering in the kitchen - the house is quiet and Im scared, really scared of what the future holds for us - but I know that whatever it is we will get through this and we will survive.
I have never prayed so much in my life and I am thankful for my dear friends who have prayed alongside me - Im thankful for those who have sent positive healing and for those who have sent messages of support - all have been deeply appreciated.

If you believe in power of prayer - may I ask that you please spare a prayer for my Hubs and ask that he makes a speedy and successful recovery.
Positive healing vibes would also be very welcomed.....we need all the help we can get at the moment.

Thanks.

T.x.