This reminded me that 15 years before I broke my neck, my brother was in a single car accident, broke his neck and immediately died. They said he never felt a thing. He hit a bridge abumpment (?) which broke his neck, car flipped and landed upside down in a creek. Some hunters found him the next morning. It was a very bad S curve and had produced many accidents. It has been smoothed out now as that part of town is part of town now. Hmmm, I was with hunters when my accident happened.

I wonder if that has anything to do with my mother's vehement hatred of 'gun shows' that come here 2-3 times a year. I can't see that it did. Maybe its more about all the school shootings and such.
Oh yes, I was roomed with a elderly woman for a few days that had broken her neck when she was young and completely recovered. She told me I was young and strong and would probably be fine. "Then" they moved me into a room with a lady who had some minor something wrong with her but thought her world had come to an end and was driving the nurses nuts! They thought if they moved somebody in with her that really 'was' in bad shape, she would stop complaining as much. Gee thanks! It did not work and her family and friends over ran the room, were very noisy and I got no rest. So they moved me again to a room with a nice girl that had cancer. She was very friendly and would try to help me if I wanted a drink of water --which she spilled all over the pillow, but I did not mind. Then they moved me 'again' as I had developed a UTI and they needed to keep any infection away from the girl. So I was finally in a room by myself and was there until I went to rehab.


I also had a small head injury and that may be why I did not realize my condition, or it may have been plain ignorance. I had never known anyone in a wheel chair, never saw anyone in a wheel chair and hospitals made me very uncomfortable--except when I had my son, but you don't really see much of the hospital having a baby.

Also 'back then' -1976- they did not have these "do it all in one room" set-ups. A resident asked me if I wanted to walk back to my room. I said "sure"! My husband was on one side, the doc on the other. I hopped up and away we went. I made it to the door of the room! Was pretty much carried to the bed! I had had a spinal and "now" wonder how I was even able to walk!
Well, so much for getting off topic. take care,


Dana
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i got suspicious when i felt the blow and then began floating around the top
of the gym. upon waking in a few seconds and finding only my left bicep
working, i became even more suspicious. someone saying, "you really did it this
time" and my mom crying at the hospital pretty much got me to thinking i
wasn't going to be walking away any time soon. the drs never did say, "you are
paralyzed and you'll never walk again." they hate to admit defeat. my
brother broke his neck 10 years earlier and was not paralyzed so my view was
pretty tainted. i'm starting to realize now just how screwed i really am and that
it just might last forever.




dave




In a message dated 3/22/2005 2:50:28 P.M. US Mountain Standard Time, [EMAIL PROTECTED] writes:

Hey gang,
how did you find out that you had a SCI? Family member, doctor or reality?
How did they say it? What did you do, think or say?
Amye













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