Post by benquad on Jan 1, 2009 16:52:18 GMT -5
So my actual accident date was Aug 11, 1998 but as is the case with many of us that have been through an accident that causes some serious damage (permanent or not) the time in ICU, step-down, & even rehab can be blurry. First my Intensive Care in West Palm Beach’s StMarys where in my mind we were all at the movie theater & on the screen we watched Jeopardy, a Dolphins game, or in the trippiest times we’d be out somewhere & randomly run into the visitors. Oh yeah! I had a horribly realistic hallucination where something out of 2,000 leagues under the sea was trying to kill me & I swore to god if I lived id behave. (Should I be held accountable for what I said on Morphine?)
I later wrote
“Truth be told, my soul I sold
When dead I thought id be,
I lost my mind, which I would find
Was all that’s left to me.
I was transported to Miami’s Jackson Memorial hospital which is an hour drive from my hometown, its hazy but I recall visitors vividly as well as experiences good & bad alike (Meeting the future playmates of the millennium, moving my right foot toe a tiny bit to having ants crawling on my halo, face then around my lips for leftover sweets or a roommate dying) I don’t really have solid or realistic memory than once I was in rehab. In late October I Flew from Miami to Denver for my rehabilitation at world renowned Craig Hospital in Englewood thus beginning my fascination with Colorado. I spent my 19th bday at Craig hospital & then against the Drs wishes I left just before Xmas so that id be back to Fl for the School break most my friends had from college, guess that shows my priorities lol(the idiots at the airport that were supposed to help me into the plane dropped me on my face in the jet way by the planes door!)
So I guess I could a spared the preamble but my point was that my 10yr recollection didn’t really sink in until recently as it’s just kind of weird to think that a decade has gone by. I know that my life has truly been enriched by my experiences. Id like to take this chance to thank all of you who’ve been with me on this crazy ride & no matter how our paths have crossed I’m better or at least a lil smarter after it all!
So, I have a few questions Does you're date of injury stop meaning something after awhile? Do u think of it as your “Alive Day” like our soldiers? Referring to an HBO special in which soldiers recalled the date of injury as their alive day. I’ll prob have more questions as I think about it.
Im sorry about the way in which this was written it started as a journal entry that I figured might have relevance here.
I later wrote
“Truth be told, my soul I sold
When dead I thought id be,
I lost my mind, which I would find
Was all that’s left to me.
I was transported to Miami’s Jackson Memorial hospital which is an hour drive from my hometown, its hazy but I recall visitors vividly as well as experiences good & bad alike (Meeting the future playmates of the millennium, moving my right foot toe a tiny bit to having ants crawling on my halo, face then around my lips for leftover sweets or a roommate dying) I don’t really have solid or realistic memory than once I was in rehab. In late October I Flew from Miami to Denver for my rehabilitation at world renowned Craig Hospital in Englewood thus beginning my fascination with Colorado. I spent my 19th bday at Craig hospital & then against the Drs wishes I left just before Xmas so that id be back to Fl for the School break most my friends had from college, guess that shows my priorities lol(the idiots at the airport that were supposed to help me into the plane dropped me on my face in the jet way by the planes door!)
So I guess I could a spared the preamble but my point was that my 10yr recollection didn’t really sink in until recently as it’s just kind of weird to think that a decade has gone by. I know that my life has truly been enriched by my experiences. Id like to take this chance to thank all of you who’ve been with me on this crazy ride & no matter how our paths have crossed I’m better or at least a lil smarter after it all!
So, I have a few questions Does you're date of injury stop meaning something after awhile? Do u think of it as your “Alive Day” like our soldiers? Referring to an HBO special in which soldiers recalled the date of injury as their alive day. I’ll prob have more questions as I think about it.
Im sorry about the way in which this was written it started as a journal entry that I figured might have relevance here.