(11-25-2018, 07:57 PM)rudra Wrote: holy mother of .....dyam man. 80 percent bruising !!
i checked the pictures again... ihave no eye for that i see. only figured it was femur upper part in the socket. but thats pretty good with highschool bio i guess...
what went through your mind in those moments ?
I actually figured we were dead. The driver kept saying, as he was fighting for control, "Oh shit!" I, on the other hand, wisecracked. Because we had a few seconds to see our impending doom, I had time enough to spit out, "Look out! Coming through!"
The rest is pretty much a blur, until after the part of the vehicle we were still in came to a rest. (The car was in multiple pieces, completely separated behind the seats, for example.) I know we flipped on all axes (yes, that's the correct plural for axis).
I remember realizing the severity when I was told my "hip" was broken. I thought that meant it was my pelvis, and those are very difficult to heal - maybe even worse than a femur. I actually felt a slight sense of relief when I learned it was my femur.
That sense of relief didn't last long when I gave it more thought! To be fair, by that point they were stuffing me with liquid opiates via IV.
Strangely, I had all that bruising and the imaging showed no ruptured organs. They did a complete CT scan, several of them in different directions. Because of the pain involved in manipulating my leg to stay still, I passed out twice in the CT scan machine.
After that first image came up from CT, they were pretty darned generous with the liquid opiates!
We had a specialist called in from Boston, MA. (I'm a couple of States away, in Maine) and they did the consult on Sunday and I went under the knife on Monday. That was just about a month ago. I've only been home for a little over two weeks.
I am getting pretty good on crutches. I also spend my downstairs time zooming around in my wheelchair. I use a walker in the kitchen, so that I can move things more easily. I can't really reach much from the wheelchair and I don't want to be a burden to the missus or the young lady I previously mentioned.
I've come to grips with it. It's just another chapter in my life. Even if I don't fully recover, I'll be fine. I've pretty much decided that I can add a cane to my wardrobe and still look good for a 60 year old man! ;-)
It is what it is. I'm grateful nobody but us was injured. I'm not mad at the driver, in any way.
I wouldn't want to do it again, but it's just another obstacle for me to cross. If a complete recovery is possible, I will make it.
