Day 171:
It was a fine day today, Conor. Starting with your morning swim, which, by the way, you were magnificent in. It's really pretty impressive to see you kicking your strong little legs and splashing those big mitts of yours, Boy'O. Absolutely instinctive when it comes to you and the water... After your swim and a bit of breakfast, we all went to meet a whole gang of friends at a new winery owned and operated by some of Mommy's old friends from school...
The weather was picture perfect, Conor. 75 degrees, sunny, with a light breeze... Good wine, and tons of friends! At one point there was maybe 20 people, all friends of the Lion Heart, hanging out and enjoying the day... As the day wore down and our friends began to head on home we made plans with Uncle Justin and Aunt Marty to meet them out for dinner at Ciros in Louden County, and shortly after arriving, I got some scary news, Son...
My good friend Chris "Ziggy" Ziggler was riding his motorcycle home from work just as he does every day, though on this day something terrible happened. A woman, clearly not paying attention to the road ahead, made an abrupt left turn directly in front of our friend, Son. He never had a chance to hit the brakes on his bike and as a result went straight into the side of her car... Bikers call this getting "Left Turned"...
When I got the call from another friend, Nick "Pickles" Suszczewicz, I left you and Mommy at the restaurant with Uncle Justin and Aunt Marty and quickly made my way home to get changed and get to the hospital. In the moment I walked into the house I thought it only appropriate that I support my friend and his family by showing up to the hospital on my own motorcycle, and so I fired up Willamena and away I went...
It's a terrible situation, Son. One that nobody should endure. The damage and trauma Ziggy suffered / is suffering is extensive and as it stands my dear friend remains in intensive care. With compound fractures to both wrists, a severely broken pelvic bone, two broken legs, a broken ankle, several broken ribs and a punctured lung, Ziggy has lost a lot of blood, Boy'O. What's more, the injuries are causing his blood pressure to be to low to operate right away, and so in order to stabilize him they had to put him on a breathing tube and a ventilator and keep him sedated. After almost 5 hours in the hospital and with little to no change, I decided to come home to get some rest, write your blog post, and say a prayer.
When I left the hospital Ziggy was on his eighth unit of blood and still not responding to the hemoglobin treatments in an effort to stop the bleeding... Ziggy would be surrounded by family however, and have vowed to reach out to us should anything change...
I don't like writing this blogpost, Son. However, the idea of this blog is to talk through the happenings of every day life and on occasion, tragedy befalls us all... Let's say a prayer for our friend, Son. Let's take stock in the beauty that this life holds and help me to send a bit of the Lion Heart's fighting spirit to our friend. He needs our help right now, Son. And if anybody can give Ziggy the strength he needs to survive this ordeal, it's you...
I love you so much, Conor.
-Dad
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