it is amazinng how your life can change in just a blink of an eye.
I guess things happened for a reason, tears eventually fade, and one day everything will be exactly how they are supposed to be.
Well i havent written in my LJ in forever. I think my last entry was like. My Camp Has Good Food. or something stupid like that.
Many of you know i was in a really bad car accident.
This is what happened.
Well i was down in west virginia.. we partied the 4th of july.. stayed up late.. me i drank about 3/4 of a bottle of captain morgans, and passed out at lets just say 2 ish. but hey i got a king size bed to my self.. We had only gotten there are like 12.. so i did a lot of damage in those two hours apparently. when i woke up the next morning i woke up and said how did i get here? ..oops..
The night was awesome though. there was about 40 of us in this great big huge cabin. It was just like a movie..The guys even sang.. you've lost that lovin feelin..
the next day we had off so we decided to take a 2 hr trek from the mountain we stayed at and go to walmart.. well since we had partied so much the night before i kept passing out in the car. (you would have thought i would have had enough sleep by passing out the night before.)We had fought over the usual who was going to get the front seat.. they finally gave into letting me have the front seat, and yet i still made the decision to go right to the back.
We made a few stops along the way. The driver stopped at a gas station and got 3 energy drinks right there.. you think that would have triggered something to me that he was tired.. but i didnt think anything of it because everyone drank red bulls and stuff all day long at camp.
So we were on our way to Walmart. We kept talking about how we all where our seatbelts and stuff.(soo weird) then we discussed if we should go back to camp first and drop off the stuff from the night before.. we all decided it was just going to take longer than we wanted so we just passed the camp and kept going... well at this point i was pretty much comfortable enough to fall into a pretty deep sleep and i guess the other two passengers fell asleep too which caused our driver to fall asleep from lack of excitement in the car i am assuming.. we were going about 65 mph and went off the road into 30 yards of woods, down into a ditch. and hit a tree..
I woke up for the last minute of trees, and the finally slam that stopped us. I stayed there, unable to breathe, trying to figure out what had just caused us to do this. We were all pretty much trying to gasp for air, the smell of burning rubber, and steam coming from the engine was causing me to get really nauseaus. we all sat there..for a good 5 minutes just screaming and not moving, finally the driver made it to the road to try to track someone down. I looked down and saw that there was blood all over my pants. I tried to move my leg, it was like jello, but it didnt want to move. Right then.. I knew right away that it was broken. and it was not going to be pretty underneath my pants. I kept trying to move.
Janske( the dutch girl sitting next to me) just kept telling us to keep talking to eachother, she was also in excrutiating pain, she just kept a calm voice and kept saying... just talk to me, keep talking to me, everythings going to be alright. It wasn't really me or her that i was really worried about, it was Arielle, the girl in the front seat. It didnt seem like she was alive, all you could here was mumbles of moans, and we just kept screaming her name to keep her awake.
I remember looking up at the road and seeing the driver, waving his arms as trucks and cars passed. No one stopped for us. I remember just sitting there saying WHY ISNT ANYONE STOPPING FOR US.. i just remember feeling like if someone didnt stop. i would be done. We all would be gone. I remember just collapsing after about 30 minutes of trying to hold myself up. Janske and i collapsed into eachother. We held eachother up for support. She still in a calming voice would talk to me, tell me everything was going to be alright.
45 minutes later, someone finally stopped for us. The driver as soon as someone stopped, went into shock, i could hear people say he's going into a seizure. I looked up. They were looking for the car, they didnt see us. I tried to yell but nothing came out.. Finally i heard someone say.. there it is.. i dont know if anyone else is in it... come on lets check.. by this point i saw about 8 cars up on the road and all these spectators trying to figure out what they could do to help or just to see what all the excitement was about.
The man who had stopped for us, was a first aid trainer. he knew what to do. When the saw us in the car, both Janske and I said we were ok but they needed to deal with arielle first. He looked at me and said that my leg was broken. He asked around if anyone had anything that i could apply pressure with. I just remember sitting there at this point, saying to myself, angels.. these people are angels.
Finally about 25 minutes later, abulances from 3 towns resonded to us. I was actually the first one out of the car. They had to use the jaws of life on the car though. They managed to get my door open and bent it around a tree.. the backboard was the most uncomfortable thing to get onto, i had to slide down it, with my broken leg at a 45 degree angle out of the car. I didnt know what to do. I remember seeing the EMTS that rescued me and saying to myself WOW i am really in West Virginia now.. They were all old hick volunteers, the man who brought me up the steep hill, must have weighed about 350 lbs. I was surprised that he managed to make it up the hill without dropping me. From there i was on my way to Grienbrier Medical Center..
They took me there and evulated me, took a million xrays and things, it was all so weird, everything felt like a bad dream..
they couldnt keep me there i was losing blood and they had to get my leg operated on.. I was helicopter flown 2 hours away to Richmond Memorial Hospital.
i shattered my femer( it was an open fracture), 5 days later they found out i broke a vertebre in my spine, and when i finally arrived to massachusettes via Air Abulance 2 weeks later they also found out that i had other minor contusions such as a sprained ankle and broken a rib.
This was probably one of the most disturbing, discouraging, hardest things that i have ever had to go through in my life. My parents weren't there, my friends weren't there, i had to get through it, all by myself.. and now.. with the support of my friends and family i am getting there, today i am going in for a manipulation surgery on my leg, im afraid, but not as afraid as i was that day.
(sorry if i depressed anyone..i just really had to get this out..)
Well i havent written in my LJ in forever. I think my last entry was like. My Camp Has Good Food. or something stupid like that.
Many of you know i was in a really bad car accident.
This is what happened.
Well i was down in west virginia.. we partied the 4th of july.. stayed up late.. me i drank about 3/4 of a bottle of captain morgans, and passed out at lets just say 2 ish. but hey i got a king size bed to my self.. We had only gotten there are like 12.. so i did a lot of damage in those two hours apparently. when i woke up the next morning i woke up and said how did i get here? ..oops..
The night was awesome though. there was about 40 of us in this great big huge cabin. It was just like a movie..The guys even sang.. you've lost that lovin feelin..
the next day we had off so we decided to take a 2 hr trek from the mountain we stayed at and go to walmart.. well since we had partied so much the night before i kept passing out in the car. (you would have thought i would have had enough sleep by passing out the night before.)We had fought over the usual who was going to get the front seat.. they finally gave into letting me have the front seat, and yet i still made the decision to go right to the back.
We made a few stops along the way. The driver stopped at a gas station and got 3 energy drinks right there.. you think that would have triggered something to me that he was tired.. but i didnt think anything of it because everyone drank red bulls and stuff all day long at camp.
So we were on our way to Walmart. We kept talking about how we all where our seatbelts and stuff.(soo weird) then we discussed if we should go back to camp first and drop off the stuff from the night before.. we all decided it was just going to take longer than we wanted so we just passed the camp and kept going... well at this point i was pretty much comfortable enough to fall into a pretty deep sleep and i guess the other two passengers fell asleep too which caused our driver to fall asleep from lack of excitement in the car i am assuming.. we were going about 65 mph and went off the road into 30 yards of woods, down into a ditch. and hit a tree..
I woke up for the last minute of trees, and the finally slam that stopped us. I stayed there, unable to breathe, trying to figure out what had just caused us to do this. We were all pretty much trying to gasp for air, the smell of burning rubber, and steam coming from the engine was causing me to get really nauseaus. we all sat there..for a good 5 minutes just screaming and not moving, finally the driver made it to the road to try to track someone down. I looked down and saw that there was blood all over my pants. I tried to move my leg, it was like jello, but it didnt want to move. Right then.. I knew right away that it was broken. and it was not going to be pretty underneath my pants. I kept trying to move.
Janske( the dutch girl sitting next to me) just kept telling us to keep talking to eachother, she was also in excrutiating pain, she just kept a calm voice and kept saying... just talk to me, keep talking to me, everythings going to be alright. It wasn't really me or her that i was really worried about, it was Arielle, the girl in the front seat. It didnt seem like she was alive, all you could here was mumbles of moans, and we just kept screaming her name to keep her awake.
I remember looking up at the road and seeing the driver, waving his arms as trucks and cars passed. No one stopped for us. I remember just sitting there saying WHY ISNT ANYONE STOPPING FOR US.. i just remember feeling like if someone didnt stop. i would be done. We all would be gone. I remember just collapsing after about 30 minutes of trying to hold myself up. Janske and i collapsed into eachother. We held eachother up for support. She still in a calming voice would talk to me, tell me everything was going to be alright.
45 minutes later, someone finally stopped for us. The driver as soon as someone stopped, went into shock, i could hear people say he's going into a seizure. I looked up. They were looking for the car, they didnt see us. I tried to yell but nothing came out.. Finally i heard someone say.. there it is.. i dont know if anyone else is in it... come on lets check.. by this point i saw about 8 cars up on the road and all these spectators trying to figure out what they could do to help or just to see what all the excitement was about.
The man who had stopped for us, was a first aid trainer. he knew what to do. When the saw us in the car, both Janske and I said we were ok but they needed to deal with arielle first. He looked at me and said that my leg was broken. He asked around if anyone had anything that i could apply pressure with. I just remember sitting there at this point, saying to myself, angels.. these people are angels.
Finally about 25 minutes later, abulances from 3 towns resonded to us. I was actually the first one out of the car. They had to use the jaws of life on the car though. They managed to get my door open and bent it around a tree.. the backboard was the most uncomfortable thing to get onto, i had to slide down it, with my broken leg at a 45 degree angle out of the car. I didnt know what to do. I remember seeing the EMTS that rescued me and saying to myself WOW i am really in West Virginia now.. They were all old hick volunteers, the man who brought me up the steep hill, must have weighed about 350 lbs. I was surprised that he managed to make it up the hill without dropping me. From there i was on my way to Grienbrier Medical Center..
They took me there and evulated me, took a million xrays and things, it was all so weird, everything felt like a bad dream..
they couldnt keep me there i was losing blood and they had to get my leg operated on.. I was helicopter flown 2 hours away to Richmond Memorial Hospital.
i shattered my femer( it was an open fracture), 5 days later they found out i broke a vertebre in my spine, and when i finally arrived to massachusettes via Air Abulance 2 weeks later they also found out that i had other minor contusions such as a sprained ankle and broken a rib.
This was probably one of the most disturbing, discouraging, hardest things that i have ever had to go through in my life. My parents weren't there, my friends weren't there, i had to get through it, all by myself.. and now.. with the support of my friends and family i am getting there, today i am going in for a manipulation surgery on my leg, im afraid, but not as afraid as i was that day.
(sorry if i depressed anyone..i just really had to get this out..)