This day was just like any other day, we pretty much did what we usually do on a Monday and then went to church that night. It was a lovely warm day. Jeff met us back at the house after he got off work and we were finished at church. We put our little ones to bed and then fixed ourselves a bit to eat. Eventually, 10:45 pm came and went.
10:45 pm. Came and went.
At 11:50 pm, I received a call on my cell phone. I looked at the screen and the display said, "Wesley". Our son. I was not terribly surprised he was calling so late because he worked the late shift and did not get off until 10:00 pm. I had just went back into the kitchen to put my plate in the sink when the phone rang. Seeing that it was Wes, I answered my phone, "Hey Wes!" The reception was bad and the voice on the other end was breaking up. We live out in the country and it was not terribly unusual to have poor phone reception. So, I turned to walk to another location in our kitchen trying to get better reception. "Wes? Wes?", I said. Again, the voice on the other end was breaking up, but this time I could hear enough of the voice to know it was not Wes. It sounded like a female voice. I thought it could be one of our older girls using Wes' phone. Neither were home, yet. Wes was supposed to meet up with our daughter Holly after work so it could be her, I thought.
I turned again trying to get better reception and the voice became clear.
"Is this the family of Wesley Ha##on?" Instinctively, I knew. I KNEW.
Rushed and out of breath from fear, I quickly said, "Yes...this is his mother."
Again, the voice, "This is XXXX and I am a nurse at University Medical Center, and your son is here in the ER. He has been in a car wreck and we need you to come to the hospital as soon as you can." She said something about a passenger. It felt like my world just stopped.
I could not breath and could barely comprehend what the nurse was saying. I remember asking her, "Is he breathing?" She said, "They are working on him. Get here as fast as you can. Do you have someone with you?" I said, "My husband is here."
Jeff, Jason and Rachel could tell something was wrong by the tone of my voice and the words I was saying and had came close to me listening as I talked to the nurse. I hung up the phone and fell into Jeff and he caught me as I was going down. I tried to tell him what the nurse said but the words would not come out right. All I could get out was a panicked cry with forced words that made no sense to me.
We had to think quick and go. Our little kiddo's were long asleep and in bed so we asked Jason and Rachel to start praying and stay with the little kids in case they woke up. Jason and Rachel began to pray. I called our neighbor and left a message that we were on our way to the hospital and asked if it would be okay if Jason and Rachel called them if they needed help.
We hopped in the van and drove...and drove...and drove. The hospital is 25 minutes away but, umm, we made it in less than that. On the way, I called our pastors, and both our older daughters. I only reached Kayla. Where was Holly? Kayla told me she was with Wes. My heart sank and again, I could not breath at the thought that she might also be in the car. I prayed.
We ran in and were taken to a holding room. Our pastors met us there. It was 12:30 am by now. The nurse came in and told us that Wes was alive but on life support! Praise GOD, he was alive!! He had one collapsed lung and the other was full of blood. He had been hanging upside down pinned within the car for over 30 minutes as the EMS worked with the Jaws of Life to cut him out, all without oxygen because they could not reach his head. It was bad.
Then Holly walked in. Oh my word. I have never been so relieved to see my child in my entire life. Holly did not meet up with Wes after work like she planned, so she was not in the car when the accident happened. Praise God!
We were all led to the ICU and waited to go back to see Wes. We prayed together and then they called us back. Jeff and I walked back first. Room 34. They were still working on him and asked us to step out. NO WAY. I went in and held his bloodied hand and whispered to him in his ear. You could not have made me leave that ICU room. He was on life support, blood draining from his lungs, an open wound on his cheek and his scalp was cut in many places, yet, he had NO broken bones. My baby. My precious baby. Laying there with machines breathing for him.
And yet, God is still good. Had Wes not survived. God would still be good. Because He is.
Wes is a living miracle. There is no other explanation. Even the doctors and EMS used the word. Miracle. God held him perfectly in His hand and protected his life as metal and debris twisted and caved in around Wes in the car. The car had rolled over and over and over, hitting two different light poles, caving in both the top and the bottom of the car where our 6' 7" son sat in the drivers seat. Wes' coworker was in the passenger seat and crawled out of the wreckage with only scraps and bruises.
No other cars seemed to be involved. Alcohol was not involved. It's still a mystery as to what caused the wreck. When Wes woke from his coma, one of the first things he asked was, "Are the people in the car that hit me okay?" No other car was ever found.
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| News report on TV |
| Drivers side, Wes was driving |
| Interior, passenger side |
| Drivers side where they hit a light pole. |
| Passengers side |
Only God.
| Leaving the hospital a week after the crash |
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| Christmas, 2012 |
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| Dec. 2012 |
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| Dec. 2012 |
Wes has had a long road of recovery this year because of the TBI and lung injury, but he continues to press on with a will that is strong and unwaivering. God has this. It was not Wes' time to leave this earth and we believe God has something very big in store for Wes.
We love you and are so proud of you, Wes. Our belief and prayer is that you will continue to recover and overcome your injuries and be stronger than before. You are an amazing young man and we have no doubt that God has a wonderful plan for your life!













































