I wrecked again. The girl at the motel said, why are you limping? Nimendege. I was a bird, I answered. Had a great day. Visited widows including Mama Zachariah. The one whose house burned down. Danced with an 80 year old Masaai. Proving once again, this white man cant jump. I am heading away from home about an hour out. Just flowing with traffic through town. Another motorbike with a passenger is cutting across two lanes, slowly. We are all going about 45 kilometers. The other guy is crawling along. He glances right at me and then turns in front of me. There was nothing I could do. I hit him right in the side I went down and then some how, flipped. I came down face first bike and all. My handlebars, face mask and headlight all hit the ground together. My right leg, or foot rather was hung somehow and really hurting. I thought, is this what a broken leg feels like? No. This is a really bad sprain on the top of my foot. I am crying out for someone to help me get it free, but need the 298lb motorbike off of me first. I have no idea how long I was there, that way. A police lady came leaned over me and wanted to take my helmet off. I wanted my leg free, please. Some guys got the bike off of me and I began to take all my gear off. My helmet, my gloves, my jacket. I dont know why but I was hot and wanted relief. I sat on the ground checking myself. Glasses broken, couldnt find any blood. Hands aching. Head hurt my chin has a lump. What should I check next? They tell me an ambulance is on the way. Not good. You dont want to go to a hospital here unless you need it. I dont mind going, but why am I going. I ask if anything is wrong. They said yes you were in an accident. Duh. I decide to test the leg, or foot. It hurts but I make myself stand up. If I am going to make the decision to go to the hospital I have to demonstrate I am ok. I walk on a very tender foot, swelling and losing flexibility with each step. I go over to the other driver and his right foot is hurt too. His passenger is cut up in the legs. Maybe a fracture. I think he took the brunt of the blow when I hit them. He tells me they are not hurt bad and ask what we should do. Here the guilty party, if financially prosperous, pays. Frankly, he pays even if he is not at fault. If too poor the guilty are berated public ally, apologize profusely, usually get smacked around by the other party and everyone pays their own way. His problem was that two policemen were right there and decided he had cut in front of me and were really letting him have it including waving a wooden baton at him. He ask me what we should do. I told him I am getting out of here as soon as I can. Your not going to the hospital? He ask. Not unless I have to. Lets just try to get away from these policemen quickly, I said and he smiled. He agreed. I was faint all of a sudden and sat down acting bored. They told me I could not leave until an officer from the precinct decided I was okay. The other guy took off. They demanded I follow them to the police station and mounted my bike. They said a car was coming to pick me up. Why? I will ride my bike. I had NO idea if I could ride it or if it would run. I was still lobbying to get away. It started. wow. I rode the bike to the precinct and entertained all with my story on how I became a member, of the Meru tribe. They hooted and laughed and took my phone number and let me go. I was barely able to get out of the parking lot but got to the hotel. I am banged up and aching. But I am free. Sorry but you dont come to the other side of the world, not knowing the language and with no model other than Jesus sending the Apostles out two by two and the great commission without being a little independent and confident in your own ability to manage. Dont worry God will make sure you trust in Him, or go home. But that does not make you needy. It empowers you. So today, nimendege. I was a bird. And I danced with the Maasai. And I am okay. Will need to evaluate tomorrow and decide what to do next. But for now, Im just going to chill and take an aspirin. Maybe three. Pray for me. I hurt. But I am okay.
Posted on: Fri, 25 Jul 2014 14:58:15 +0000
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