My youngest son, David (18), was heading down one of Juneau's rocky cliffs last night, carrying a case of bottled water down to the beach where he and a group of his new college friends were planning a bonfire and cookout. David slipped, slid, and fell onto a rock and then somersaulted off of that. This occurred 35 miles out of town. It took a long time for everyone (rescue personnel) to get there: to get him out and back into town/the hospital took the police dept, the fire dept, EMTs, ambulance driver, and the Juneau Rope Rescue team. He had to be put on one of those cage-stretcher thingys and then roped up the cliff. And then they had to drive real slow back to town because they weren't sure if he had head injuries or not. Thank goodness, he does not. He did break his right femur, and at this moment he is in surgery gettting a titanium rod put in the bone.
His friends were troopers. Between all of them we managed to salvage his shoes, belt, billfold, ipod, cell phone, backpack, laptop, and glasses! They also made quite a drive to bring David's car home and then drove further to bring me the keys while I was at the hospital.
I was at the hospital with David from 930 last night til 230 am, and then I was back there by 830 this am before his surgery; I will return again at 1 pm--by then he should be back in his room.
No drinking etc involved for those who wonder. All they had was water, root beer, the makings for smores, chips, and hotdogs!
Anyway, appreciate prayers and understanding if I can't be online much.