Tuesday, May 13, 2008

do over

I renamed my blog, did you notice? "kinda acts of randomness..." Catchy, eh?

I also put a couple of links to it on my website. I'm not really sure if that's a good idea... It means I'll have to try to keep it sort of clean ;) But I figured some of my MX readers might enjoy reading a little more about the day-to-day grind of being me. I can't publish the kind of stuff I write here in my paper, but I guess some of it is entertaining in a more personal way.

My wonderful brother Rob called me last night to compliment me on the story about the boy who died at Washougal and to tell me he clicked thru to the blog, read it, and loved it. So I guess linking works.

Speaking of clicking thru; my website had over 1,200 visitors yesterday! Turns out I am the only one who wrote an eyewitness account and provided some details about the wreck. Motocrossers are a morbid bunch and are never satisfied with information like "he died of internal injuries" or "injuries sustained during a crash" or whatever. They want all the gory details. Well, I didn't really give all the gory details (I do have them, Joe was one of the first people at the scene), but at least I gave enough information to dispel some of the rumors floating around. The only problem is that I am not 100% positive that I got the cause of death correct. I only say that because I didn't actually speak to a medical professional about it. However, based on what Joe saw, what I heard, and what I know happened, I'm 99.9% sure. Hope that's enough.

Okay, I promised before and after photos of Joe Broken. Here you go:

January 2008



At the track January 2008


May 2008


At the track May 2008
I think he looks so much older and of course a bit sickly. He has lost about 25 lbs, his eyes are really sunken in, his skin is bad, AND he's losing hair by the handfuls! (Yes I realize its longer than Jesus', but we've decided it will be easiest to just wait and get it cut once the halo is off). The long hair also covers the couple of bald spots in the back from when he was flat on his back in traction. A little like when it got fuzzy when he was a tiny baby only not nearly so cute. I think the hair loss probably has a lot to do with lack of stimulation to the scalp, its really hard to wash or brush his hair because it pulls on the pin sites and hurts. Then again, it could be because he eats nothing but cup-o-noodles and cereal... Spose I ought to get the kid some vitamins.

He's so cute at the track. Like everybody's cheerleader or maybe some kind of kid-in-a-cage mascot. I am amazed at how upbeat he has been through this whole ordeal. Not once have I heard "poor me" or "why me" or anything like that. He's an amazing kid and my sunshine. I am so lucky. Well, until he gets all ADHD'd out and drives me to drink. Mmmmm cheap white wine is my friend. Or I could just take some of HIS meds and drift away on fluffly pink clouds.

That's it for now. Yak at ya'll later!

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