I believe my real journey in live only started in February 1991 when I was paralyzed for life in a car accident. Up to that point I have not had any real stumbling blocks of life on my path. I mean during school my problems were mostly trying to stay out of trouble, I finished school in 1989 and joint the police force, did my training and finished that in December 1990. I was active, loved the outdoors and enjoyed life.
So one day I wake up from deep sleep only to realize I was in a serious car accident. At that point you think I'm in hospital they’ll fix me and I’ll continue my life as normal, yea fucking right until a couple of days later a female doctor tell you otherwise. That must be the worst part of being a doctor telling you patient his going to die or in my case never walk again.
That moment is just indescribable, it truly is, I'm sitting here looking at my screen for like 40 minutes trying to describe it and I can't. I can't remember my thoughts but can remember after hearing “You will never walk again” I had a loss of hearing as well because I did not hear one word she said in the next 15 minutes.
Some time later on you start thinking of things, things you never thought of like taking a shit or a pee. I can't stand up zip open my fly, flip it out, pee, shake it off , put it back and zip it up and continue with whatever, and for those wondering fuck “washing your hands”.
In the end I was in hospital for 8 months. The rehab process helped, I learned how and when to shit and accepted that some days I will shit in my pants, I pee in a plastic bag an accepted I have bladder infections regularly.
Life was going to be different and for me I had to accept it. I had family friend and my girlfriend to support me and they did.
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