HELP Kevin McClure recover after motorcycle accident

Hey, my name is Kevin mcclure and I'm 39 years old, and have had a unfortunate chain of events in my life the last few weeks that have really put a strain on me physically and financially. I struggled with addiction many years in my life and ultimately ended up going to jail for 30 days on a warrant for misdemeanor probation, I'm not a bad guy but have made bad decisions in the past and take full responsibility for all of my mistakes in life and while I was locked up in Dawson County I had plenty of time to reflect on my life and my past and it didn't take long for me to understand that being in jail wasn't for me, so i can honestly say it served its purpose because I learned my lesson, and have no intentions on going back... while in jail I was able to get on work detail and worked in the kitchen with 7 other guys that had similar pasts where they struggled with addiction, with some of them spending 19 years in and out of the prison system, and all 8 of us became really close, and it wasn't because we had all struggled with addiction (although that's what broke the ice and allowed us to start socializing) it was the fact that on Thursday night when we got finished working a 13 hour shift in the kitchen and got back to our cell block the church ministry showed up specifically to our pod and without any of us previously mentioning our religious beliefs to each other, 6 of us came out for church and the preacher that was there allowed us to introduce ourselves and give our testimony. During which the other 2 guys came out of their cells one of which had been crying, and this is 350 lb former outlaw bikerwith tattoos covering his body(same guy that was in prison for 19 years) he said he didn't know much about the bible but he did know he was ready to change his life and give it god, thats when I immediately walked up and gave him a hug, and reassured him what he was feeling was the holy spirit and there wasn't a dry eye in the room. We both made our way to the preacher and ultimately he gave his life to God and was saved that night along with 2 other inmates. But the next day in the kitchen once we realized we all shared the same beliefs in our faith so we started praying every morning at 5am before we started cooking. And we all starting talking about our pasts and what ultimately led us there in jail crossing paths at that very moment, and instead of looking at it like it was a punishment we looked at it as a blessing and we all were finally able to see that the majority of our mistakes were caused from our battles with addiction and we all promised ourselves and each other and God that we were done living that lifestyle and once we got out we were gonna stay sober, and for me that choice wasn't a hard decision because I was tired of that lifestyle, and have got back into reading my Bible and praying and getting my life back on track, so I called my brother and asked him for a job because I know that going back to work was the first step, and he told me to be at work at 830 on Wednesday, but at that time my truck had been sitting for a year and didntdn't have insurance, a battery and all the tires were bad, so I prayed about it then made a phone call to my mom, which both her and my dad have helped me out so may times in the past I hated even reaching out again for help but I called my mom and explained to her I was gonna go back to work with my brother but I needed to get my truck legal and in running condition so I could be there everyday to work. She agreed to loan me the money so I got my truck running and insurance, and was ready to start work, I drove to the local store to put gas in my truck and at the gas pump I tried starting my truck and it wouldnt crank. I checked everything I knew to check, but nothing, so someone helped me push it outta the way and gave me a ride home but I unhooked the battery before leaving and went back home, my roommate said she was going to the store and she would try it when she got there, and after hooking up the battery it fired right up, so she brought it home and woke me up telling me it was ok now. But to be sure I got up and unhooked the battery, well the next 3 days it was fine and I was at work on time everyday thankful to be there, then on Friday I went to leave from work and it wouldnt crank again so I had to leave it there. Luckily my roommate was able to come pick me up but I still had to have a way to get to work from dawsonville all the way to Ellijay on Monday to help my dad which is a diesel mechanic. I asked my roommate if I could ride her street bike to work for a couple days til I figured something out, even though she didn't want me to take it because I've never really been on a bike much she let me ride it because she knew how bad I needed to work. The first day went great made it to work and back home no problem, but yesterday I rode it and was fine, but I did get pulled over by a state trooper that said he followed me for the last 15 miles then realized I didn't have a tag, but he let me go with a warning and also I didn't have motorcycle license but he insisted after following me the last 15 miles that he had no problem letting me go because he could I knew how to handle the bike and determined it was safe to let me go , he just insisted that I go get my motorcycle learners endorsement. I made it to our first job and we finished it and was on our way to the second job across town when the bike quit on me going down the road so I pulled over and checked the bike and got back on but when it started back up this time the throttle was hung wide open and it was in first gear, and I started to let out on the clutch the bike started to die again so I twisted the throttle a lil bit and my hand slipped off the clutch and once again the throttle hung wide open and got out from under me and I tried to catch myself with my right leg and try to keep the bike off me, but I slipped on the gravel and my knee hit the pavement exploding my knee and breaking my leg in 2 different places and left me with a lil bit of road rash. Once they got me in the ambulance, my heart rate dropped below 20 and blood pressure dropped to 60 over 50 so they had to rush me to kennestone hospital as a level 1 trauma patient. My roommate only has liability insurance on the bike and I have no insurance, and now I'm even more financially burdened as my power bill, rent and other expenses are all due and I'm still in the hospital and will probably be here for 3 more days, then I have to have the second surgery once the swelling goes down, which will require me to be in the hospital at least another week with a 6 week to 8 week recovery time filled by 6 weeks of intense physical therapy. Any help would be appreciated but even if you can't afford to help with a donation, I just ask that you pray for me and my family because I know how the devil works when you're trying to get your life together, but this time I refuse to give up. I don't like sharing my personal issues with the world normally and I'm not the type person to ask for help but I don't know what else to do in this situation, but I honestly need help so again any help would be greatly appreciated and will go directly towards the bills I have such as power, rent, groceries, medication because now that I can't work I have no other source of income which is gonna put me in a less than ideal situation financially very quickly. But I know in my heart that God is gonna take care of me, and this is just another way for the devil to try and test my faith. In my situation all I can think about is how job must've felt in the Bible, and like job I refuse to lose my faith... God bless everybody and thank u for the prayers and I've been 100% sober for 3 months now, have every intention on staying that way. I understand times are difficult right now for everyone, and making this gofund me has been one of the hardest decisions I've ever made and is embarrassing but I believe that God will take care of his people and reward them for helping someone out in a time of need.