I woke up 5 hours later that day. The time I last remember before that was around 3ish when I was standing there preparing to cross. I don’t remember anything else of that day. I remember however a great amount of pain when I awoke. I remember the fear when all I saw was the white curtain in front of me and I couldn’t move.
The only information I know from that day is from Kiera. I had gotten hit by a 1992 Nissan; a Hispanic woman drove the car and didn’t step out of it at all. The information that I knew was I flew through the sky like a rag doll, landed on my head, and skid on my back to the other end of the highway (over the divider). She left me there to get my mother as another man who was unknown stayed with me. Within this time according to reports I stopped breathing and my heart stopped. At this time my mom arrived to see them working on me. I was sent to the local hospital (which was only about 10 feet from where I got hit, lucky for me).
Two hours later I was sent to another hospital in the area for more treatment. At first they were afraid I’d never walk again. My legs were numb for about a week, I had 70 stitches in my head, 4 in my hand, my back was cute up really badly and so was my side. For two weeks I would lie in a hospital bed fighting to do anything. Even lying still brought a killer pain into me. I fought numerous times to get up to just go to the bathroom alone, however, each time I failed. Finally by the end of my two weeks in the hospital I was able to walk. However, my right leg would only drag due to nerve damage.
Within three weeks I was back to school. My first day back was a fight that no one knew. I was still cut up and in pain. I was a “gimp” for about few months prior. It was a joke to everyone, even to me to a point, despite how I felt inside. To myself I started to consider the highway, “The highway of fear.” I didn’t want to go anywhere near it, even though that was my only way to leave my house. For a few months following I was scared to drive in a car. Anytime I went in one I would la my head back and close my eyes, scared to see what could possibly occur.
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