I spent the next 52 hours in a trauma unit where doctors worked on various parts of my body. In addition to crushing 2 parts of my spinal column and destroying my leg, my hip and pelvic area were also shattered.
Sixty two hours later I would regain consciousness in the intensive care unit, my first order of business was to see if I still had my leg, when I looked down I couldn't tell. I was heavily sedated, it seemed surreal, I had many metal rods sticking out of my body, it looked like an exoskeleton. I moved my hand in between the rods, my leg was there, they had reattached it.
I can remember many months of unbelievable pain; I couldn't even get into a wheel chair for quite some time. My health was gone, I was in constant pain, and I could not take care of myself. Never once did I entertain the notion that throwing in the towel would be preferable to living.
Not a day goes by that I don't think about that night. Partly because of the scarring, but also partly because I can't go thru a day without feeling that night. Much of my current back pain is a constant reminder of that night. The tumor puts pressure on that area. I live with chronic pain, but more importantly, I live.
I spent the next 52 hours in a trauma unit where doctors worked on various parts of my body. In addition to crushing 2 parts of my spinal column and destroying my leg, my hip and pelvic area were also shattered.
Sixty two hours later I would regain consciousness in the intensive care unit, my first order of business was to see if I still had my leg, when I looked down I couldn't tell. I was heavily sedated, it seemed surreal, I had many metal rods sticking out of my body, it looked like an exoskeleton. I moved my hand in between the rods, my leg was there, they had reattached it.
I can remember many months of unbelievable pain; I couldn't even get into a wheel chair for quite some time. My health was gone, I was in constant pain, and I could not take care of myself. Never once did I entertain the notion that throwing in the towel would be preferable to living.
Not a day goes by that I don't think about that night. Partly because of the scarring, but also partly because I can't go thru a day without feeling that night. Much of my current back pain is a constant reminder of that night. The tumor puts pressure on that area. I live with chronic pain, but more importantly, I live.