So just an update. We borrowed this 1986 Jeep Wrangler from a friend of a friend. I have to go pick it up in Old San Juan and drive it home. Now this doesn't sound like a problem until I get there. First you have to hook the battery up every time you start it and give it about 7 to 10 shoves of the gas so the cab fills up with exhast and then it gets it going. It is also a stick which I know how to drive one, it has just been abut 3 years and I just need some practice. So as of yet not that big of a deal, right? [Besides we are VERY happy just to be having a car and it is not like we are really stepping down from our previous car (see previous post)]. So I only kill the car like 17 times getting it out of the parking lot and through the streets of OSJ. For any of those that have been there you know that you have to stop and slam on your breaks like 78 times every block to avoid PR taxis, lost cruisers trying to gain their land legs again, local vendors (purses, sunglasses, M & M's, Piragua) and the local homeless people. So I make it over the bridge and onto the 2, a pretty large highway/freeway depending on your standards. I am starting to pick up speed and can you imagine a VERY bumpy PRcan road? Very unusual... So I am coming up on this last bump and slow down just a little as it correlates with an on ramp. As I hit the bump the hoop of the Jeep slams up into the windshield covering my front view. I slow down and get honked at (because you can stop in the middle of the road here to talk to your friend through the car windows, but if you can't see where in the heck you are going that is a true driving offense). I look in my mirrors and see coming up the on ramp are not one, but two semis trying to merge in to the lane I am trying to stay in and stop in because there is no emergency lane at this point. I pray that they will see that I am stopped and go around me, I can’t turn on flashers because I don’t think the jeep has any. I hold my breath and they both pass me. I then open my door, slam the hood shut and shake all the way to Bayamon. To make a long story short... the Jeep owner did not give us the gas key or directions to her house until Ben was stuck in the rain with a leaking roof with both kids waiting on the lock smith to pry open the locked gas tank. $45 later the tank was opened and he was on his way....until the sun set and he had no headlights. What a life!
So just when we were getting use to the Jeep for 3 days I decided that it would be a real great idea to jump and sprain my knee! Now I am on crutches for 3-6 weeks and no pain killers or MRI or CT scan so hopefully no surgery!
But the good news is we are really blessed. I know that it might not sound like it, or do I make it sound like we think we are, but the truth is we are. Our friends have been amazing. They have helped us and helped us more than they know. I truly understand that the Lord answers prayers through others. So thanks to all of you that have blessed our lives, especially recently, and help us try to endure it, and endure it WELL.