Life Flight

We got this picture from a neighbor

The police started to arrive along with medical teams.  I never heard one siren, I was in a world of silence.  The only person I heard and saw was the one that took Hudson's head and was assessing him for injuries, the only thing he zoned in on was his head.  I don't remember what he said, but I knew that it was very concerning.  At this point one of my greatest fears was confirmed, he has done great damage to his head and that is where he landed.  I had kept the strong hope that he had landed on other parts of his body, but this analysis told me that was almost the only thing they cared about for now.  He said we will be taking him on life flight.  I sent out a text to as many family members as my shaky hands could find in my phone saying "Pray for Hudson", then later "Life flight, primary children's".

This was eerily similar to an event that occurred about a year and a half ago in our family.  Easton is my sister's baby boy and he was ran over by a car, which resulted in a fractured skull.  Similar texts were sent out and I knew, she couldn't ride in life flight with her little guy. I turned to them and said, "I won't be able to go with him, will I?"  They responded that I might.  I clung to that... Might.  Why Might? I have never known someone to go with their child in life flight, but if it's a possibility, please make this happen!!  They, put him on a stretcher and lifted him into the ambulance in our circle, they continued to  take care of him.  I asked if I needed shoes, they said yes go get them.  I ran into my house.  I wanted normalcy and I wanted to do things you would never do in this situation, like brush my teeth and put my make up on. I refrained, but with tears running down my face, I grabbed my mascara and put it in my back pocket.  (mascara of all make-up items, definitely not using that for at least the next three days due to my constant stream of tears and puffy red eyes)
I grabbed my boots, slipped them on and ran back to Hudson's side.
(update) My sweet neighbor stopped by about a month later and told me she was outside, she said as she drove to work adn throughout the day she couldn't get the image of me in complete shock ou of her head.  She let me know the people surrounding me repeatedly told me, "put on your shoes...you need to put on your shoes"  and I didn't move or respond.  They finally came to me and about 3 of them helped me put on my boots and zip them up.  Once she told me this I can remember them surrounding me and physically helping me put my boots on.
We heard that one of the responder's commented that the way he was responding was much better than they ever expect from this kind of a fall.  They said normally with this same scenario they would have to be doing a lot of things just to stabilize and take care of the patient, so they kept saying, "what should we do?  What do we need to be doing"  and the head guy would say, "nothing, we just need the helicopter." He also said, the other EMT who is not religious commented that their was an angel that caught this kid.

I never noticed anything, but other's told me the circle was filled with vehicles, a large firetruck, two ambulances, and about 6 cop cars.  Cop cars went to the end of our circle and blocked off that road so the life flight could land in the street.  He was in the ambulance at the time, so we walked from there down to life flight, as I did this it felt so surreal. I started to notice how many people were coming out of their homes and apartments from across the street (all of them looking like unfamiliar faces).  Most of them had their phone held high in order to video tape what was happening.
They let me know I can go with him, this was incredible news.  I sat at his feet, with someone across from me, I don't even remember if someone was sitting next to me or not.  Much of this time I can't remember.  A friend reminded me that I talked to her at this time, She had already heard and I answered her phone call saying, "I can't talk, do you know what happened?" Through sobs she said yes, I told her he is responsive, and tell everyone to pray for him, then we hung up.
Her reminding me of this phone call eased me a little, because I don't remember much I thinking back on it, I wondered if I was praying.  I always assumed in this type of situation that I would pray harder than I have ever prayed.  I loved that in my sisters time of need she was praying out loud without even realizing it.  I hated that I couldn't remember what I did.  But I was reminded, that I sent out texts saying to pray for Hudson and I remember sitting in the helicopter having my mind wander to every worst case scenario possible.  I knew this wasn't healthy or helpful, so I remember praying for the ability to frame this situation in my mind in a way that is best for the time being.  We lifted off and the time even flew.  I remember the guy across from me mouthing, he is doing okay, are you okay? I don't know my response.  I got two calls one from a sister and one from a brother, I couldn't hear a thing but tried to say to them. He is responsive, just pray for him.

For those of you who don't know about sweet little Easton; here is what I wrote in my blog of Easton's experience.  Knowing how things took place with Easton prepared me for how things would play-out for me, from the helicopter ride, to how the Lord's peace can bring comfort even when it doesn't seem like you could be comforted.  Prayers of other's were tangible at that time.
We had a miraculous event occur in our family this past week. It has been an emotional crazy time that left us in awe and gratitude for the Lord's hand in our lives. I have learned many things in the past few days but most importantly I have learned how close God is and how tangible prayers are.

Read Amy Egbert's blog to get a full account (my little sis)

Patrick spoke of the drive to the hospital after receiving a phone call from the police officer. The police informed him that his baby boy had just been ran over. Patrick immediately said a prayer and felt peace, he referred to Philippians 4:6-7 in 7 it talks about the "peace of God which passeth all understanding" In the midst of one of the hardest times in their lives, Amy and Patrick were filled with the peace of God. I know that we can get through hard times as long as we continue to keep God close in our lives. With him we can find peace and joy.

Amy speaks of Heaven never being closer than those moments of holding Easton and praying out loud for his guardian angels to be with him. That night she was reading her scriptures and opened up to D&C 38:7 "mine eyes are upon you. I am in your midst and ye cannot see me." She had felt his presence. That night she held her baby and just opened up her scriptures to this page, she knew that Heavenly father was aware of her.

http://egbertlove.blogspot.com/2011/05/ups-downs.html (here is her account of the event)