Behind blue eyes

Oct 30, 2006 14:40

Feeling a bit rough at the moment, still fighting every day to get better, but it's hard.

Every week and month the movement slowly comes back, and in 10 months (my next major appointment) I should be up and fine again.

The only thing is that for some reason this doesn't feel like enough, I realise that I'm very lucky not only to be alive, but to have the chance to walk normally again, I'm about to get irrational so this story will have a lot of plot holes :)

in 10 months time the accident will have robbed me of a full year of normal living
in 10 months I'll still have the scars from the accident
in 10 months I may still be in pain
in 10 months I'm never going to know what I could have done, achieved and seen had I been fine
in 10 months the anger at the person who caused me so much pain and anguish will still be there
in 10 months theres a good chance I'll still be visiting the hospital

in 10 months her insurance premiums may be a bit higher
in 10 months she may hardly ever think about me

Suddenly the idea of compensation doesn't seem to fill the place of all the things she's taken from me.
It won't take away the pain, and it won't take away the times I've cried and been so scared I'd never get the movment back that I half wanted to have been finished off by the cars coming the other way.

It just doesn't seem fair, and I know its not, and thats the way life is.

Doesn't take the pain away.

I realise that thinking this way will get me no where, and that I am a very very lucky man.

Just now it doesn't feel like it though
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