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Elizabeth's Blog Post #16

EElizabeth’s English Blog #16

By Elizabeth Crotts

 The Day that Changed His Life

The day that changed his life was on March 20, 2013. My Father and my youngest sibling were in a head-on collision around nine in the morning. My dad was 36 years old, but my sibling was only 18 months old. They were hit by a 71-year-old man who just had a heart attack behind the wheel. After the impact, my father’s first concern was his infant in the back seat of the vehicle. My dad remained conscious and called his wife (my mom) and his parents (my grandparents), who lived locally.  The first responders took the victims to the closest hospital where they all received medical care. 

This accident resulted in my dad staying a week and a half in the hospital with multiple injuries including a shattered hip, partially broken femur, broken hand, 10 fractured ribs, fractured sternum, sliced spleen, bruised lung, nerve damage in his right leg and a few other wounds. These wounds also led to a week and a half in rehab and physical therapy for 3 months. He was told by doctors that he might not be able to walk again, be wheelchair bound and handicapped for the rest of his life. Those odds fueled his determination and stubborn will to prove them wrong. My younger sibling had no major problems from the accident, except bruising from impact and light trajectories, which healed after several weeks. The aftermath of this traumatic incident has been lifelong hip pain and irritation daily from extended exercise for my father.  The other man was not as fortunate and passed away later that day in the hospital.

            My entire family was supported by our community through cards, prayers, visits, meals, and financial aid.  One of my dad’s favorite gifts was a teddy bear wrapped in gauze, band-aids, and a baby blue robe. My older sibling and I supported and cared for him before and after school. His church family provided many meals for us and even more prayers. He also had monthly lunches with his friend, Jack. Though my father’s life will never be the same as it was, his appreciation for life and everything in it has greatly impacted his perspective on valuables in life. Every pain and hardship are worth the life he is living now and he will not change it for the world.

 

 

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