When I was 20, so 5 years ago, and 2 fucking days before Christmas, I got run over by a car (I was NOT in a car), and was pinned between a metal tool chest, and the bumper of the truck with my legs in the middle. Not only that, the truck was floored (literally the tires were smoking), as the accelerator had broken*. After about 30 seconds of the most intense pain I've ever experienced someone turned off the truck and moved it. I fell on the ground, where I still remember laying there not able to see my ankle because it flipped over from impact, and then touching my pants to see my hand completely covered in blood. Plus at this point I was already sitting in a pool of my own blood. My neighbor came over to try and help, he got so grossed out from all the blood he vomited and left. When the fire department arrived one of them whispered to the other "Wow this is one of the worst accidents I've ever seen, I have no idea how we are going to get him out of here". Not sure if it was true or not, but seriously that doesn't make one feel better when they are lying on the floor, pouring out blood. The ambulance ride was also absolutely horrible. They strapped me down to the gurney, and every single speed bump felt like someone was stabbing a screwdriver in my wound. Perhaps worst of all was when the EMT had to twisted my leg back around in the ambulance, which as you can imagine was so fucking painful I thought I was going to pass out. Or just die. They also told me they could not give me any pain medicine as they didn't know my allergies. The EMT actually offered me a fucking Tylenol or Advil or some shit. When I got to the hospital I went imminently into surgery, and don't remember the next 3 or 4 days from the drugs I was given. I do remember my doctor coming in and telling me they'd "probably" have to amputate both my legs, and that my right leg was definitely going to have to be cut off, probably from above the knee. Luckily they didn't have to do this, and I was able to keep both my legs. Granted it meant I had to go through absolutely insane amounts of surgery, but I think it was worth it looking back. So to recap I spent 2 months in the hospital, 6 months in a wheelchair, and another 6 months on crutches. I had around 20 - 25 surgeries on one leg, and around 10 - 15 on the other. I have a couple of pounds of metal in my legs still (2 nails, and a fuckton of screws and bolts), and now to add insult to injury, I set off all metal detector in airports. Nothing like being pulled to the side and patted down by hand every single time I fly. Good news though, I won just under $1m from insurance over this, and didn't have to pay my own medical bills (which exceeded 1m). *I later found out the exact truck (a restored Ford from the 70s) was actually recalled for out of control accelerators a year or two after they were made. I have to assume this one was not sent in for repairs.
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3/10/10 at 8:27pm