Come Jan. 2, 2013 I well celebrate my 25th year as a c5/6 incomplete.  It was 
Jan. 88 and my gf and a couple friends and I went snow skiing (my first trip 
for the season due to a job change)  I knew the snow wasn't the best but went 
anyway, whats life without a little risk?  I had a fair day on the slopes till 
on my last run, heading for the lodge to meet up with my friends and head home, 
I took a jump and cought an edge, I flew head first into a roll in which I 
landed on my head, heard my neck snap, I prayed it was just out of place but no 
such luck.  I spent five months at Santa Clara Valley Med. Center, first month 
with pneumonia  on a respirator for a month, they put a trac in so they could 
suction me, I had one collapsed lung which is good now.  I had ice tong 
traction and after two months, the resp.Tech, nurses and other Dr.s got my 
insurance sucking Dr. to put a halo on and get me up and into rehab.

Over the years I've meet a lot of good people, and done some things I might not 
have done other wise.  I do remember the past and am thankful for it, but I 
can't change things now, so I look forward to tomorrows new adventure. 

Don
c5/6 incomp at 23
I live in Calif.s central valley.

--- On Mon, 8/6/12, Greg <[email protected]> wrote:

From: Greg <[email protected]>
Subject: Re: [QUAD-L] Injury Anniversary
To: [email protected]
Date: Monday, August 6, 2012, 4:18 PM

On 11 August, I will have been permanently seated or horizontal for 25 years.  
In 1987 I was 23, and 11 August was on a Tuesday.  I took off work early that 
day to prepare for a party we were throwing at the house later that evening.  
At the time I was married and we had just a year earlier bought a home with a 
swimming pool.  One of the girls my wife worked with was leaving/moving the 
following day to pursue a job offer in another town, so we had a get-together 
for her and her husband and invited everyone in the office to our house for a 
cook-out/pool party the night before they were to leave.  By 9:00 PM, most of 
the couples were leaving or had already left because most of us had to be at 
work the next morning, but the couple we held the party for stuck around.  
Someone suggested one last game of volleyball in the pool so I climbed out to 
retrieve the ball, tossed it in, stepped to the edge and dove back in.  SPLASH! 
SNAP!! BUZZZZZZZZ....

The following year on 11 August, my best friend damn near killed himself trying 
to drive his car through a hackberry tree.  Since then, Steve and I attempt to 
get together on the night of the 11th (or the following Fri. or Sat. night), 
drink a few beers, reminisce about the old days and stay up too late watching 
the Perseid meteor shower.  I look forward to it every year.  

But I still can't believe I have spent more than half my life in this 
wheelchair.  After the accident and learning that I probably would never walk 
(among many other things) again, I never imagined living even five years in 
this condition much less 25 years.  Had I known then that I would live this 
long, I would have chosen to end my life then and there were it an option.  
Looking at it from this end of the 25 years, I'm glad I didn't know just how 
long I would live.  Ironically, 25 years later I find myself again thinking 
that surely I won't live another 10 or 15 or 20 years.  Later this fall, I will 
be 49 and I don't look forward to or even want to think about being 59 or 64 or 
69 in this condition.  My health is still fairly good, relatively speaking, but 
the last eight years have been spotted with minor to not-so-minor health issues 
and I don't see that trend reversing or improving as I get older.  We'll see.  

Good luck on your anniversary, Don.  You look great to be your age and to have 
been injured so long ago.  

Greg - c/5Tennessee


From:  Don Price <[email protected]>

Date: Sun, 5 Aug 2012 19:02:50 -0700 (PDT)To: quadlist<[email protected]>
ReplyTo:  Don Price <[email protected]>
Subject: [QUAD-L] Injury Anniversary
 Next week will mark the 30th anniversary of my spinal cord injury. I've never 
really 'celebrated' or recognized the date each year--in fact, I had to ask my 
parents what day it happened. I'm just curious how some of you commemorate your 
accident date, or if you prefer to forget it.
 I'm remembering mine because it's also my 30th high school reunion.  
Don.C5-6Tempe, AZ


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