@yakkoTDI
Ugh… I’ve had a few of those stupid crashes myself. I was also left with lots of titanium rods, pins, and screws in my legs and ankles. And yes, that’s plural! My last big one left me with two broken legs and a broken ankle amongst several other injuries. A little TBI, a bleeding spleen and a degloving of my scalp from my forehead to the top of my head. Thank goodness my Freddy Frankenstein scar has healed up well. I like to say that was the two by four God used to tell me it’s time to slow down! IT WORKED!
Okay, this is long, and wordy, and I’m not going to apologize…
Yeah, it was a duzey! The accident was my own fault so I can only blame myself. I look at it like karma and I’ve paid for anything and everything I’ve ever done bad. It was just a freak accident, I either looked away picking something (CD or cassette tape) off the passenger seat, or I dozed off. We’re not sure because I was unconscious for a long time and don’t remember. I didn’t remember the Life Star helicopter ride but one of the super nice rescue guys came to the hospital a few days later to check on me and he filled me in and answered my questions. (I wish I had gotten or remembered his name, I do remember he had long thick curly red hair and a HUGE BEAUTIFUL red beard and I’m not into beards) The worst part of the whole thing was that I did hit another car. Fortunately they weren’t hurt but I’m sure it was very traumatic for them, they were an older couple. I still feel awful about that.
I always think I’m fully recovered from the TBI but my sister sometimes points out things, or reminds me of my TBI if I’m talking/complaining about something that’s frustrating me with my cognitive thinking or memory. My physical limitations are a every day nuisance. Today, and ever since the accident, I’ve only been able to walk with a crutch, I use a Canadian/forearm crutch, and I have a two inch lift on my sneaker to make up for the length discrepancy in my legs. When I try to walk without the crutch I have a huge gate. It’s really strange, if I just lightly touch something I’m walking next to, like a fence or something similar, I have no gate at all. When I say gate I mean I go down on that side like twelve inches, it’s a very large gate! The hip itself was shattered so badly that even after 14 months in a couple different spika body casts it wasn’t healing. That spika body cast went from my breasts to my toes on one leg and the other leg it went to my knee with a hinge on the good hips side. Usually you see toddlers in them so I was quite the spectacle when the ambulance would come (to take me an hour away to the doctor) and carry me down the 3 flight staircase on the outside of my house. Which by the way my biggest fear came true when one day they dropped me down the last 10 steps. Right on my head, another concussion and rerouted to the local hospital. Eventually the head of my femur died and I ended up having to have my hip fused because at 31 years old I was too young for a hip replacement. That was a bad decision because even though the doctors said I’d run out of leg/bone to put the third hip replacement in when the time came (they only lasted 10 years at the time) nobody took into consideration the advances that would come down the road. They ended up leaving all of the hardware in my leg when they fused my hip which was the second bad decision on the doctors part. Many years (like 15 years) later when they suggested the hardware come out and I could possibly get a hip replacement it wasn’t possible. It would take at least two very long surgeries to try to get the hardware out because it’s now fused to the bone and just a big mess, by this time I wasn’t such a great candidate for surgery. I had many other things going on with my health. Recently, I’ve noticed in my x-rays for other issues that my spine is really curved. If it wasn’t for this stupid shortness of breath that I’ve had since those blood clots and Covid vaccine I’d definitely be seeing my physiatrist, he’s been excellent in overseeing my care. That huge Freddy Frankenstein scar that goes across my entire forehead is very much healed and I don’t even know if people notice it anymore. Hairstyles are fun and bangs are my friend!
So yeah, I’m a real mess! I finally decided it was time to get a scooter and at least, thankfully, I was able to afford it along with the lift for getting it in and out of my vehicle. So on those days when I can make it out to my car I can get around a little easier. If it wasn’t for this darn shortness of breath I’d be golden! Before that happened (the shortness of breath) I’d get around just fine, a little slow, okay, A LOT SLOW but I’d do whatever I wanted. On most of my other sites my username is turtlegirl and it’s quite fitting! I’m really not sure why I didn’t use it here on Meh. I went through the biggest depression of my life when I was in that body cast and bed bound then housebound for several years. I’m extremely grateful to be on the other side of that, it was something I didn’t think was possible! So yeah, super grateful! And throughout all of this my guy Johnny stood by my side. And these days he takes wonderful care of me when I’m not able to breathe well enough to do things myself. He now does all the cooking and cleaning. Even while he’s fighting cancer and waiting for a liver transplant he’s doing it all. I’m super grateful and super blessed to have such a loving guy! And trust, I’ve offered to have cleaning people and he won’t have it. He likes staying busy, I think to a fault but I’ll NEVER win that one! Lol
This whole thing has really taught me to look at the brighter side of things. And when I start thinking about complaining about the pain in my legs or my awful lymphedema I always remember the guy who doesn’t even have legs! There’s always someone worse off, ALWAYS!
I know this was long and wordy but you were warned. Lol Have a fantastic day, smile and be kind to yourself!
@Lynnerizer@yakkoTDI OH. WOW. I feel kind of speechless … that’s incredible, so glad you survived, but what a monumental ordeal! And your attitude about it humbles me - you and Johnny are both amazing people!
@Kyeh@yakkoTDI
Thanks Kyeh, that’s kind of you!
I have to say though… The ONLY amazing thing is that I survived, AND, that I didn’t kill anyone! I think we’re both just resilient survivors like most everyone else!
And, OAN… I’m thinking people are going to stop commenting to me in fear of me coming back with another autobiographical story short book. 🫣
Lol
Clearly he loves you a lot, never mind the “for better or worse” part of the wedding vows!
My dad got polio 3 months after my parents were married - not even remotely what they were expecting and it changed their lives together dramatically. He died of post polio syndrome after 48 years of marriage. He was disabled his entire life after polio, progressively more so when post polio started (when that happens, as it does to most polio victims, people lose the function they regained). While this was not the life my mom and dad had planned together they loved each other and she helped him their entire life together (as we kids also had to do, except we didn’t think much about that as that was “normal life” at home). Dad, of course, was Mom’s love of her life. She never remarried as she said there’d never be anyone she’d love as much as dad (she died last month 25.5 years after dad did - her memorial service is Saturday).
I wish both of you well as you deal with your respective challenges.
@Kidsandliz@Kyeh@yakkoTDI
Aww, that’s a beautiful love story. You’re right, who knows what will be in our future. Sometimes life just takes us unimaginable places, it’s the people who are by our side that makes everything alright!
Healing prayers, love and peace for you and your family as you’re mourning your mom.
Or have they already used up all their good luck, so playing the lottery now is guaranteed to fail?
@xobzoo One way to find out, I guess…
Definitely! We just spent two hours watching this stuff this morning on YouTube, they’ve got some AW3SOME videos! Here’s one…
This is a animal one…
I like the Pinkbike Friday Fails.
@yakkoTDI
Yes, those are good too. Sometimes I feel their pain… my heart goes to my stomach.
@Lynnerizer I have literally felt their pain before. I have a titanium rod in my leg thanks to a stupid crash.
@Lynnerizer @yakkoTDI Yikes!
@yakkoTDI
I was also left with lots of titanium rods, pins, and screws in my legs and ankles. And yes, that’s plural! My last big one left me with two broken legs and a broken ankle amongst several other injuries. A little TBI, a bleeding spleen and a degloving of my scalp from my forehead to the top of my head. 
Thank goodness my Freddy Frankenstein scar has healed up well. 
I like to say that was the two by four God used to tell me it’s time to slow down! IT WORKED! 
Ugh… I’ve had a few of those stupid crashes myself.
@Lynnerizer @yakkoTDI HOW did you get into a crash like that?!? It sounds horrendous! You seem to be fully recovered, thank goodness,
but WOW. 
@Kyeh @yakkoTDI
Okay, this is long, and wordy, and I’m not going to apologize…
Yeah, it was a duzey! The accident was my own fault so I can only blame myself. I look at it like karma and I’ve paid for anything and everything I’ve ever done bad. It was just a freak accident, I either looked away picking something (CD or cassette tape) off the passenger seat, or I dozed off. We’re not sure because I was unconscious for a long time and don’t remember. I didn’t remember the Life Star helicopter ride but one of the super nice rescue guys came to the hospital a few days later to check on me and he filled me in and answered my questions. (I wish I had gotten or remembered his name, I do remember he had long thick curly red hair and a HUGE BEAUTIFUL red beard and I’m not into beards) The worst part of the whole thing was that I did hit another car. Fortunately they weren’t hurt but I’m sure it was very traumatic for them, they were an older couple. I still feel awful about that.
I always think I’m fully recovered from the TBI but my sister sometimes points out things, or reminds me of my TBI if I’m talking/complaining about something that’s frustrating me with my cognitive thinking or memory. My physical limitations are a every day nuisance. Today, and ever since the accident, I’ve only been able to walk with a crutch, I use a Canadian/forearm crutch, and I have a two inch lift on my sneaker to make up for the length discrepancy in my legs. When I try to walk without the crutch I have a huge gate. It’s really strange, if I just lightly touch something I’m walking next to, like a fence or something similar, I have no gate at all. When I say gate I mean I go down on that side like twelve inches, it’s a very large gate! The hip itself was shattered so badly that even after 14 months in a couple different spika body casts it wasn’t healing. That spika body cast went from my breasts to my toes on one leg and the other leg it went to my knee with a hinge on the good hips side. Usually you see toddlers in them so I was quite the spectacle when the ambulance would come (to take me an hour away to the doctor) and carry me down the 3 flight staircase on the outside of my house.
Which by the way my biggest fear came true when one day they dropped me down the last 10 steps. Right on my head, another concussion and rerouted to the local hospital. 
Eventually the head of my femur died and I ended up having to have my hip fused because at 31 years old I was too young for a hip replacement. That was a bad decision because even though the doctors said I’d run out of leg/bone to put the third hip replacement in when the time came (they only lasted 10 years at the time) nobody took into consideration the advances that would come down the road. They ended up leaving all of the hardware in my leg when they fused my hip which was the second bad decision on the doctors part. 
Many years (like 15 years) later when they suggested the hardware come out and I could possibly get a hip replacement it wasn’t possible. It would take at least two very long surgeries to try to get the hardware out because it’s now fused to the bone and just a big mess, by this time I wasn’t such a great candidate for surgery. I had many other things going on with my health. Recently, I’ve noticed in my x-rays for other issues that my spine is really curved. If it wasn’t for this stupid shortness of breath that I’ve had since those blood clots and Covid vaccine I’d definitely be seeing my physiatrist, he’s been excellent in overseeing my care. That huge Freddy Frankenstein scar that goes across my entire forehead is very much healed and I don’t even know if people notice it anymore. Hairstyles are fun and bangs are my friend! 
So yeah, I’m a real mess! I finally decided it was time to get a scooter and at least, thankfully, I was able to afford it along with the lift for getting it in and out of my vehicle. So on those days when I can make it out to my car I can get around a little easier. If it wasn’t for this darn shortness of breath I’d be golden! Before that happened (the shortness of breath) I’d get around just fine, a little slow, okay, A LOT SLOW but I’d do whatever I wanted. On most of my other sites my username is turtlegirl and it’s quite fitting! I’m really not sure why I didn’t use it here on Meh.
I went through the biggest depression of my life when I was in that body cast and bed bound then housebound for several years. I’m extremely grateful to be on the other side of that, it was something I didn’t think was possible! So yeah, super grateful! And throughout all of this my guy Johnny stood by my side. And these days he takes wonderful care of me when I’m not able to breathe well enough to do things myself. He now does all the cooking and cleaning. Even while he’s fighting cancer and waiting for a liver transplant he’s doing it all. I’m super grateful and super blessed to have such a loving guy! And trust, I’ve offered to have cleaning people and he won’t have it. He likes staying busy, I think to a fault but I’ll NEVER win that one! Lol 
This whole thing has really taught me to look at the brighter side of things. And when I start thinking about complaining about the pain in my legs or my awful lymphedema I always remember the guy who doesn’t even have legs! There’s always someone worse off, ALWAYS!
I know this was long and wordy but you were warned. Lol
Have a fantastic day, smile and be kind to yourself! 
@Lynnerizer @yakkoTDI OH. WOW. I feel kind of speechless … that’s incredible, so glad you survived, but what a monumental ordeal! And your attitude about it humbles me - you and Johnny are both amazing people!
@Kyeh @yakkoTDI
Thanks Kyeh, that’s kind of you!
I have to say though… The ONLY amazing thing is that I survived, AND, that I didn’t kill anyone! I think we’re both just resilient survivors like most everyone else!
And, OAN… I’m thinking people are going to stop commenting to me in fear of me coming back with another autobiographical story short book.
🫣
Lol
@Lynnerizer @yakkoTDI
Maybe you should write an actual book!
@Kyeh @Lynnerizer @yakkoTDI
Clearly he loves you a lot, never mind the “for better or worse” part of the wedding vows!
My dad got polio 3 months after my parents were married - not even remotely what they were expecting and it changed their lives together dramatically. He died of post polio syndrome after 48 years of marriage. He was disabled his entire life after polio, progressively more so when post polio started (when that happens, as it does to most polio victims, people lose the function they regained). While this was not the life my mom and dad had planned together they loved each other and she helped him their entire life together (as we kids also had to do, except we didn’t think much about that as that was “normal life” at home). Dad, of course, was Mom’s love of her life. She never remarried as she said there’d never be anyone she’d love as much as dad (she died last month 25.5 years after dad did - her memorial service is Saturday).
I wish both of you well as you deal with your respective challenges.
@Kyeh @yakkoTDI
I’ve always wanted to. Maybe some day…
@Kidsandliz @Kyeh @yakkoTDI
Aww, that’s a beautiful love story. You’re right, who knows what will be in our future. Sometimes life just takes us unimaginable places, it’s the people who are by our side that makes everything alright!
Healing prayers, love and peace for you and your family as you’re mourning your mom.