And on the tenth day, J.R. said "Oh, yeah. I've got a blog"

So, my mom comes home in less than a week. Next Friday. She hasn't been home since October 5th. That's over two months. How long have you ever been away from home?

She spoke to a woman named Elizabeth, who is a paramedic who stopped and helped my mom after the accident. She was off-duty at the time and was driving just behind them when it happened. She told them two pieces of information: 1) There was no way to avoid the deer. It just jumped right out at them and 2) That my mom wasn't thrown from the bike. She held on as it flipped and it ultimately landed on her. So now she's moved from "There was nothing I could have done" to "I should have let go of the bike". And since responsibility breeds guilt, she's been pretty angry at herself for a few days. There is so much healing they have to do.