November 07th, 2020
Hello fellow readers, this is Bethany Christine's daughter again.. I will be dictating this blog for my mom since she is unable to type.
Hello my dear friends & family I'm truly grateful and blessed to have another day with all of you. I can't put my emotions into the right words; although I'm going to try. I first want to thank God for giving me another day with my family. I want to thank all those that helped me during my accident along with the process it took to get off that mountain and out from underneath that horse. We ( I ) could have had a different outcome if it wasn't for you all. Thank you doesn't seem like its enough. Stan, Mandy, Steve, Mona and Mason we share a special bond. But my son Matthew Dwayne is my hero in all of this. He administered trauma first aid on me. By cutting my shirt to make sling. He noticed first when I was going into shock and helped me through that.Several times I felt like my son was going to watch his momma die. I just couldn't let him go through that. So I kepted pushing to stay awake and alert. I felt my thoughts slipping and instinctly knew my son knew none of my health information. So I asked him to record me so I could tell him just in case I passed out. I think that was probably one of the hardest things to do. I felt like it was my goodbye video.I think through this whole thing the worst was getting out of Dueblo Canyon on that dam 4wheeler. You may wonder why not bring the sidebyside well because really it was horseback country. The 4wheeler barely fit. I think I was going in and out of consciousness. I remember Matthew talking to me about my sweet grandbabies while my Uncle Stan tried to find the easiest pathout of that "hell canyon." I guess there was a reason why they call it Dublow. After an hour which felt like forever I finally see our camp. As I was greeted with concern worried looks acrossed everyones faces, I knew it was bad. My only thought was get me to the hospital yet I knew this was not going to be easy task. We were so far back in that mountain.My Uncle Stan that I remember helped me into my jeep which wasn't easy at all!! Yet I did it. I noticed my son running around grabbing our stuff and throwing it in my jeep. He was determined to get me out of there quick. As I quickly said my goodbyes Matt GPS'ed the closest hospital. As the jeep doors shut Matt said " momma I need to get you off this mountain quick; but, I will go as easy as I can." It took us 2 and half hours to get to the main road. Not because he took his time; but, because that is how far up that mountain we were. During that 2 and half hours i felt myself go in and out. I tried to hold my thoughts together yet it was so hard. I knew I had done something bad to my shoulder and ribs. I hit my head ;but felt for cuts or blood and found nothing but really sore spots. Just when I thought I was going to fall to sleep Matt would start talking to me again trying to keep me engaged. I finally see the main paved smooth road ahead and think soon I will have a smooth surface soon. Because the road we were on felt like a bumpy rock riverbed. As we pull onto the main road we finally get phone service. We have an hour to go unill we reach the hospital. As we arrived matt quickly gets me in as soon rushed back. My accient happened at 10:00 am it was now 4:00pm. I noticed my son sitting in a chair with his phone in his hands with the look on his face that he was dreading to have to make the call to his dad. I heard matt let out a big sigh as he began to explain what happened to his dad. I could only imagine what that was like for Dwayne to receive that call. After that one call to Dwayne my phone blew up with people calling. After serval test I find out my shoulder it broken in 3 spots and I have 3 broken ribs. The trauma ER doctor gave me a few choices
1. Fix it there in Colorado
2. Life flight me home
3. Ambulance could drive me home
4. Matt could drive me.
But it had to be fixed one way or another. I knew instantly that I wanted to come home so I could have surgery. There was no doubt that Dr. Sparks is who I would want. You see some people may not like their local hospital. But I on the other hand have complete faith in my Hospital Alliance Health Ponca City. I knew that I would be in great hands would Dr. Sparks and his staff. So I asked Matt if he would call Mindy Meyer and ask what I needed to do in order to get home. Matt worked with Mindy and made the arrangements for me to come home. Dr Sparks and staff was waiting for me on hand. As I Sat there I knew Matt would worry about me the whole time I wasnt with him. I knew questions would come to his mind. Is momma ok? Is she alive? Is she in pain? I could'nt do that to him. So I choose to have him drive me home. Which was a 10 hour drive. I made the decision to get a hotel after the thought of Matt driving me home. We had been up since daybreak and we both had went through alot. We got a hotel. Not sure how; but, I laid down and tried to get some sleep.
We woke a lot that night in which Matt was always holding my hand. I even remember him saying " momma I'm here your not alone. " Up to this point Matt held his tears. I thought I had heard him crying sometime during the night. But he always held it together while he was in front of me. The drive home I really dont remember much I think that probably was a good thing. What I do remember was stopping a few times just to get gas. Which I for the first time saw Matt cry since this started. Matt was so sleepy I remember him talking to people on the phone just to stay awake. Actually I would hear him say "momma I'm sorry" or ' momma we are almost home"
Well late that night on Wednesday Oct 14th I arrived home where I was met by Dwayne on the porch. Thursday morning went to see Sparks and was admitted. Finally, I got medication to kill this pain I had been carrying with me. Then, Friday morning had sugery. Not to sure how long i went without meds; but, what matters is my son brought me home to where I was safe and got good care.
I feel that God saved me on that mountain on October 13 at 10am. For that I'm truly blessed!!!
I have long road of recovery; but, I can do it. I have made it this far right.
Please dont stop sending your kind words of encouragement. Now sure how I'm going to get through this ordeal; but, one thing for sure God is definitely with me
11/11/2020 07:01:20 am
My poor sweet friend.
11/16/2020 10:58:20 am
My sweet friend Nicola. Thank you for your good thoughts. love ya
11/13/2020 01:38:28 pm
Keeping you, yours and your medical team in my thoughts and prayers, asking God to send 6 Angels (1 in front,1 behind, 1 on either side , 1 above and 1 below) to surround you with his to surround each of you with his love and healing grace.
11/16/2020 10:56:19 am
thank you Glenda for your prayers, it means a lot to me.
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