Jeremiah 29:11

Curiosity actually doesn't kill cats, so therefore I want to talk about the accident. I know the top two questions most people have in a situation like this is "How is he doing and how did it happen?".

For those of you who do not know my husband well, you do need to know a few things about this great man. He has his undergraduate degree in Mechanical Engineering and graduated from law school in 2014.  He worked for Harley Davidson's test facility for 4 years during his undergraduate degree and is now a patent attorney. He is a smart, intelligent, professional man who has always loved a great motorcycle. He is a guy, so obviously can be a bit squirrely but he has a strong head on his shoulders. He has a dry sense of humor, loves his niece and nephews (who call him Uncle Dizzle), can create or fix anything, and has a passion for pleasing God and helping others. He is seriously the best.

On Wednesday, June 15th at 6am, Derek left for work and drove his Ducati "Bison". We have a deal that he always will text me when he arrives to work safely. Around 6:45am, I sent him a text asking if he made it safe. At 6:50, I sent another text. At 7:13am, I received a call Derek's phone but it wasn't Derek. It was a man named David and he informed me that Derek had been in a serious accident and I needed to get downtown to the hospital as soon as possible.

The next few hours were a blur with them informing me of his injuries and then rushing him off to surgery within an hour of me arriving. Of course, I had the same question everyone else had. What actually happened around 6:20am?

Unfortunately, we don't really know. He takes the interstate to work each morning and will then exit off the interstate at an exit we all refer to as the Toilet Bowl. It winds around and people are merging on as you are trying to get off the exit. They received a 911 call and found him in the grass at the end of the exit. I know. This is confusing. But believe me when I say most people in Indy know what exit I am talking about because it is confusing and you go from interstate speeds to 40mph fairly quickly.

They believe he lost control of the bike (no one knows why), hit the concrete underpass, and then landed in the grassy area near the underpass. We are not sure if someone cut him off on accident, if he took the turn too quickly, or if the bike malfunctioned. He was wearing a helmet and protective gear which certainly saved his life.

So, why am I say all this? I suppose just to kill the stigma that all motorcycle accidents happen at high speeds and because the drivers are being reckless. Derek doesn't remember the accident but he was completely awake and aware when the paramedics arrived. He was able to give them him cell phone password so they could call me. We may just never know what exactly happened that morning but I am praising God for sparing his life and his mind.

Want to know something crazy?  They just closed the exit on Friday to redo it. 1.5 weeks too late.