Help Jon & Adam: The Jon Wotell Recovery Fund

For: Adam Kaokept
New York, NY
Organizer: Billy Bustamante
Help Jon & Adam: The Jon Wotell Recovery Fund (Adam Kaokept)
$70,695
of $75,000 goal.
Raised by 762 donors
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The Story

For those of you who do not know, Jonathan decided that after having just completed his masters degree in Mental Health Counseling, he was going to bike alone from New York City to Los Angeles. He left roughly five weeks ago and had been killing it....biking at times 100 miles a day. He has seen the country in ways I can barely imagine. My husband is a dreamer.

After over 2700 miles of making his way across the US, only four days shy from finishing this insane solo trip, Jon was involved in a hit and run as he was biking along side a highway. A passerby found him lying on the side of the road and called for help. He was helicoptered out to Las Vegas where a team of doctors are working to keep him alive. My husband. My partner. My penguin.

Jon is in critical condition and is suffering from a lot of internal injuries. He's got neck injuries, internal bleeding, his hip was fractured, same with his spine, and he currently has no feeling below his waist. He is conscious though (though heavily sedated) and is able to see that his family and I are here. But his condition is not good, and I don't know how to handle all this...he is improving bit by bit from what I gather. Doing my best to stay positive and not let my imagination get the best of me. But it is hard. 

For now all we can do is wait and see what happens. I am playing a mix of music he made for me once. And I will be here at the hospital for I don't know how long, just so he isn't alone ever. Little things matter. That's all I can do now.

Thank you to everyone for your emails, texts, messages, etc....they were all received. If you would like to send Jon anything, we are at the UMC Trauma Center in Las Vegas, NV. And please forgive me and his family if we do not get back to you but as you can imagine, we are going through a lot now.

Send all the love you can spare to my dreamer, Jon. We still have so much to do together. So much more. Thank you all. 

Adam

Fundraiser Updates

Posted on December 8, 2017

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Posted on December 8, 2017

Day 146

I feel a turn. Really...I’ve been feeling it for a week...that some cosmic retrograde that has been causing chaos has finally turned the corner. It’s a feeling deep in my core, an unexplainable release of toxic energy giving way to fresh air. And it’s revealing itself in the smallest of details, where I feel the real magic exists. A smile from a stranger who reminds me of a friend. Or making plans that work out easily. It just feels right.

Jon is just two days away from his last physical therapy session at Craig Hospital. Here he is practicing getting off and on the ground from his chair. He’s gotten incredibly strong, especially in his arms and upper body. Get your tickets to the Gun Show kids. And overall the light in his eyes is evermore present. Today we experimented with these electronic stimulators I had bought for my own muscle tension. I thought, “Why not try them on Jon’s legs?” We brought them to Allie, Jon’s out-patient therapist, who experimented with the device as well as trying other electronic stimulators she had. Jon felt buzzing in his feet! Now he still cannot actually move anything YET, but just to feel sensation down there was exciting for both of us. Just some hope again!

We’ll see if any of this means anything, but having hope again is everything. I’ve always been an optimistic asshole but even I have succumbed to the darkness these days. But deep down, I know that Jon is going to walk again. RUN again! I do! That’s how this crazy chapter of our story wraps up. I have hope.

So until that glorious day, Jon and I will be rockin’ and rollin’ (Jon literally). Because that’s how we ROLL! And we’ll continue to be the dynamic duo slaying karaoke bars across the planet. And we’ll take mad adventures to spectacular lands with our motley crew of tribesmen and women. And we’ll be alright....just kicking ass and taking names. Yes!

I feel a turn. And life is good. Wishing you all the same. Mwah!


Posted on December 8, 2017

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Posted on December 8, 2017

Day....?,


It’s been two weeks since Jon & I left the grounds of Craig Hospital. We have relocated to an extended-stay hotel a few miles away, the only place we could find that was accessible enough for Jon while not killing the funds we have. And having been warned of the lack of quality out-patient care back home in Vegas for people like Jon, we decided to extend our stay in Denver to take advantage of the facilities here. 

We’ve been fortunate enough to be able to slowly transition from hospital life to normal living. Can you believe that Jon has been in a hospital for over three months? I don’t think either of us had spent more than a few hours inside one in our entire lives. And though my perspective of a hospital has shifted from complete avoidance to complete admiration, I am okay never having to go back to one again. We’ve met our life quota I think.

Now our time is all about getting back to some semblance of normalcy. A NEW normal. Jon’s legs are still insisting on giving him the silent treatment. Over four months of nothing. Our optimism has given way to reality, and we do our best to make the day go by with as much ease as possible. Maybe even a few laughs where we can fit them in. Jon’s body is still healing from getting hit by the semi-truck, so for Jon “laughing ‘til it hurts” happens all the time. And secretly I kinda love it when I am able to get him laughing that hard.

With only half of Jon in full operation & the other half on extended vacation, there’s things to consider every day. He cannot feel anything below his waist, so if there is anything wrong happening (like a cut, pulled muscle, etc.), Jon has no idea. He’s got some wounds that constantly need to be bandaged and tended to. Without the natural ability to know when he has hurt himself, we take extra care to make sure he doesn’t. BUT...it does give Jon licensing to do some unique party tricks. Let your imagination ponder that one.

We are okay overall. The tears flow now and then. But we are getting through this. And in 2 weeks we will finally make it home to Vegas & be back in our old place, Jon’s first day home. We have managed to make the parade of holidays count thus far, and we are looking forward to being with fam & friends for the next few ones. And that’s the extent of our plans. No idea what’s next & where we will go. But if there’s any lesson I have learned this year it’s that you can plan all you want but life is full of surprises. I sure hope the next ones are good. We can surely need it.


Posted on November 27, 2017

Posted on November 27, 2017

Day....?,

It’s been two weeks since Jon & I left the grounds of Craig Hospital. We have relocated to an extended-stay hotel a few miles away, the only place we could find that was accessible enough for Jon while not killing the funds we have. And having been warned of the lack of quality out-patient care back home in Vegas for people like Jon, we decided to extend our stay in Denver to take advantage of the facilities here. 

We’ve been fortunate enough to be able to slowly transition from hospital life to normal living. Can you believe that Jon has been in a hospital for over three months? I don’t think either of us had spent more than a few hours inside one in our entire lives. And though my perspective of a hospital has shifted from complete avoidance to complete admiration, I am okay never having to go back to one again. We’ve met our life quota I think.

Now our time is all about getting back to some semblance of normalcy. A NEW normal. Jon’s legs are still insisting on giving him the silent treatment. Over four months of nothing. Our optimism has given way to reality, and we do our best to make the day go by with as much ease as possible. Maybe even a few laughs where we can fit them in. Jon’s body is still healing from getting hit by the semi-truck, so for Jon “laughing ‘til it hurts” happens all the time. And secretly I kinda love it when I am able to get him laughing that hard.

With only half of Jon in full operation & the other half on extended vacation, there’s things to consider every day. He cannot feel anything below his waist, so if there is anything wrong happening (like a cut, pulled muscle, etc.), Jon has no idea. He’s got some wounds that constantly need to be bandaged and tended to. Without the natural ability to know when he has hurt himself, we take extra care to make sure he doesn’t. BUT...it does give Jon licensing to do some unique party tricks. Let your imagination ponder that one.

We are okay overall. The tears flow now and then. But we are getting through this. And in 2 weeks we will finally make it home to Vegas & be back in our old place, Jon’s first day home. We have managed to make the parade of holidays count thus far, and we are looking forward to being with fam & friends for the next few ones. And that’s the extent of our plans. No idea what’s next & where we will go. But if there’s any lesson I have learned this year it’s that you can plan all you want but life is full of surprises. I sure hope the next ones are good. We can surely need it.

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