Well, I've been thinking about posting this for the last few days and K. Ayato asked if I did it when we spoke the other day, so I guess it's about time I posted this.
My dad works as a Truck Driver for Harley-Davidson. On Sunday he was down in Bluefield, West Virginia and had parked at his delivery point for the night til he dropped off the bikes the next morning. Seeing as it looked like a nice little town, he decided to go out and take a walk to see if he could find some place to eat in the morning. As he was walking down the street, he heard something behind him and turned to find a guy walking there. He said hello and the guy came up beside and asked if he had any money for him. Thankfully having left his wallet in his truck, he said no and turned to go when something hit him on the side of the head. At first he thought the guy punched him, but it would seem the damage was too severe for just his fist. It was bad enough to make him drop to his knee as blood flew and across the street someone yelled "You knocked him out!" He managed to make his way to a convenience store where they called the police, who then called an ambulence, which picked him up, retrieved his cell and wallet from the truck and then took him to a nearby hospital. The guy at the dealership had told him it was a safe place to park and rest, but sadly we never found out til he got to the hospital that that part of town was a big dope area.
He had told us he was going out for the walk and some time had passed since we'd heard from him so my mom got worried and called him. We got ahold of him and he was in the hospital. So, after making arrangements with his boss, myself, my mom, my brother-in-law and a friend/co-worker of my dad's (who would finish his deliveries), traveled down to West Virginia in my sister's van, a trip which takes, give or take, six hours and forty-five minutes one way for us.
When we got down there, we found out that he had five stitches in his lip, his cheek bones were fractured, his nose was broken in several places, the roof of his mouth was cracked, his upper lip got five stitches and his front teeth were loose, with a black eye to come a day or so later. We got him out of the hospital then and travelled home. We left about 9:30 pm Sunday night and got back about 12:30-1 pm Monday afternoon.
Today he went to the Maxillo-facial surgeon and we found out that tomorrow he's going to have to have his jaw wired shut and at the same time have the pieces of his nose pushed back into the correct position, I guess.
Anyway, I was wondering if you might be able to lift us up in prayer... for my dad's healing, for us financially while he's off, for forgiveness for the guy who did this and perhaps a change in heart for him. Thanks for reading and praying.