Give Robyn Hope: Children and much bigger problems...

The last 5 months have been the toughest we've faced in our relationship, but by no means are they the toughest Robyn's faced. My fiancée Robyn and I were in a very serious car wreck last March, one that started at 85mph in the fast lane on I-35 N near Dallas at 7am on the 6th hour of a 9 hour drive and didn't end until we had hit both medians on either side of the narrow work zone, hitting one of them twice, while in between flipping and rolling 3 times, leaving our SUV upside down facing the opposite direction of the flow of traffic. I could hear in the tone of her voice when she said my name as we both realized the car was completely uncontrollable that she concluded we were both about to die and she loved me regardless of our current fate. When the car stopped moving, and after having just watched the entire wreck in slow motion and seeing her get knocked unconscious on the ceiling when it collapsed as we flipped upside down for the second time, I was able to relatively quickly cut myself out of my seatbelt and the side airbag out of my window with a pocket knife I had on my keychain, got myself out, then freed a now conscious Robyn from the collapsed side of the car and the winshield pinning her leg, getting her and myself away from the puddle of gasoline that had formed under the still running car before using my lanyard and dress sock to create a tourniquet for whatever was causing blood to squirt vigorously our of her jean leg. We didn't touch another car and we and everyone on the road near us were fortunate beyond belief. I somehow emerged with only a sore shoulder from trying to hold Robyn during the wreck. Robyn, unfortunately, suffered what at the time seemed to be realatively minor injuries, a concussion and a laceration to her ankle that shaved off a small piece of bone (off the round "funnybone" on the inside of her ankle) and came close to completely severing her largest vein (thankully not an artery) in her leg.

This resulted in two back to back surgeries (that we thought would be the last) one to stop the bleeding and assess damage, the second to attach an external fixator to her bone to help the ankle heal. Little did we know this surgery would end up being the beginning of a nightmare that hasn't ended yet (and may not ever). Her recovery was woefully mishandled by medical professionals who neglected to culture her wound or administer the proper antibiotics when she developed an infection (what we know now was osteomyelitis and MRSA, the latter being essentially a lifelong condition) which resulted today in my beautiful wife-to-be having lost her leg to amputation below the knee.

The fight is far from over as we are now again in the hospital undergoing the 6-8 weeks of antibiotic treatment she should have been administered months ago when the infection was first recognized, which undoubtedly would have saved her leg in the first place. We're not interested in what might have been, only what comes next. Getting the amputation site healed, fitting her with the prosthetic which will give her a life worth being excited about, getting married, and saving up to have invitro-fertilization so we can have our first child.

We've been fortunate and thankful for the extra insurance she was eligible for to help cover her hospital bills and to help cover the cost to get her first of many prosthetics she will need throughout her life (soon), but the toll the ordeal has had on the both of us has been immense (I'm doing fine comparatively) and although our financial situation theoretically perhaps could be rectified one day with some sort of miracle settlement after many years of legal battling, that is a pipe dream to us where we stand (and sit in our wheelchair). I own a business, which has suffered greatly with me unable to give my undivided attention to growing it, and I thank each and every one of my faithful employees and business partners for sticking with us through this avalanche of misfortune. That can all be fixed, but my wife is in a place that has her feeling helpless, like a burden that was already at a deficit for the complications she brought to our "happily-ever-after" before this disaster I drove us headlong into. Now she is all but certain her life's golden opportunities have been turned into lead.

The only thing she wants in the world is to be a mother, and this setback to her ability to even carry on a normal life has her feeling as though there is absolutely no hope for it happening given her age (36) and our present financial and biological complications. I was more than willing and able to make the money necessary to give that to her before her age becomes a complication for that potential, but this recent development has definitely got me worried that it may not be happening if I don't pull some sort of miracle out of the air, which is an even harder proposition given the need for me to be by her side to help her recover over the next 6-8 weeks. I don't want to spend every waking moment focused on what's directly in front of us and sacrifice what we had been proactively planning for and has been motivating us to work as hard as necessary in the present to achieve. But, being here for her is non-negotiable. We've recently jointly decided to forgo something that has excited Robyn for her entire life (the prospect of a big, fancy wedding and any investment it's size, extravagance and gift registry) and film a cell phone video at the courthouse if necessary to instead ask our family to help us fund this endeavor instead.

This GoFundMe is solely here to help us compensate for the expenses incurred by me working less than an ideal amount until her amputation wound is safely healed and help us start to save the money necessary to afford invitro-fertilization, as my fiancée's ability to conceive is severely compromised due to inflammation from an autoimmune condition. If you are able, anything you can pitch in to negate the loss of income and allow us to save enough to have the procedure will give my wife a spark of hope that the life we planned for and sacrificed for is not off the table yet. I'll do the rest, but even an entrepreneur with all the resolve in the world won't convince her that her opportunity isn't gone. But this might.