This is a recap of what has happened to me over the past 6 months, I hope this helps someone.
Labor day weekend 2011,I am on my way back to hidden falls off road park outside of marble falls. I am coming from town after getting my tires replaced. I get into a car accident. Details are sketchy but it is believe that my front driveshaft broke on my 03 jeep wrangler. The driveshaft pole vaulted the jeep causing it to flip a few times and land tires upward.
A fellow wheeler is the first to spot me, he calls for help. Cops show up and help, they laid cardboard under me to protect me from the hot road. They then use a high lift to lift the jeep up, and pulled me out. Because of the wind, ems was not able to air life / heli-vac me to the hospital. Because of that, I was taken in an ambulance to round rock.
After a week I wake up in ICU. Everything is a blur and I’m groggy as hell. My breathing tube gets taken out, I can barely whisper. My mum and step-dad are there. I am told what happen, the accident/ jeep totaled/ my injuries. I fall back to sleep. I get a surprise visit from a friend, his from my jeep club. He brings his family and they cheered me up. His little girls gave me a stuffed orange owl to keep me company.
Over the next few days, the sedation wears off. I stay awake longer and I’m able feel my body parts. My whole body aches and will barely move. My left arm is enclosed in a blue foam block, unable to move at all. Mum feeds me soup or juice but I barely eat. When I do try, all I feel is pain in my jaw and teeth. This is when I find out my jaw and teeth are broken.
This is around the second week I am awake, I still can’t sit up. I had to use the rest room, here I am introduced to the bed pan. To do my other business, I learnt that I had a tube stuck in my privates. I wake up often in the nights, not knowing where I am and why I can’t move.
My third week in the hospital, it kind of improves from here. I am able to sit up with little help; there is an improvement in sleeping. I learn that if I sat up too fast or rested my head at an angle the room would spin badly. This was also when I get my first wound vac change. The nurse removes my hand from the foam block. As he does it, I see a tube filled with what looks like blood. A little machine catches the drainage. He pulls off the tape and dressing on my hand, it reveals a nasty gash. It stretches from the middle of my palm, through the underside of my arm and ends at my elbow. There are about ten stiches in the palm and another 10 at the elbow. In the middle is a gap that spans the width of my arm, in it I see my tendon, tissue and muscles. Morphine and pain killers did their job; I did not feel much pain. The nurse cleans it with a liquid and replaces the dressing. Lastly, he reconnects the drainage tube to the machine and turns it on.
Wound cleaning happens every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. This continues even after I leave the hospital.
Over the last two weeks of my hospital stay, gets more interesting. I slowly relearn how to walk, the process is painfully slow. The first few times I stood up, I had a lot of help. My body was limp from the weeks in bed, my dizziness did not help. I would lose my balance instantly. Over the days I could take several assisted steps, my first was to the window. The view was amazing. I was soon able to walk to the bathroom assisted. Pee tube was also pulled.
Mum was awesome; she pushed me outside in a wheel chair. The warmth of the sun was breath taking; we did not stay outside long. Because of all the weight I lost, even a gentle breeze at 70F degrees was freezing.
The same nurse that changes my wound dressings would also take me on walks around my floor. At first, it was barely a hundred yards. Soon I was able to complete a round then two. It was tiring yet a welcomed change. Unfortunately, this was all on hospital grade pain killers.
I was discharged after roughly 2 months in the hospital. To put it nicely, the pain killers at home sucked. The whole body would ache and I was always cold.
Food consisted of what mum could get her hands on and blend, milk never tasted so good.
Fast forward to a month after I was discharged, I went back to get my jaw unwired and stiches removed. It was here I made the worst mistake of my life, I forgot to take my pain killers before seeing the doc. That trip was shitty.
I got temporary crowns and I was able to eat solid food, this resulted in my first major visit to the restroom. It was the equal to eating MRE’s for a month.
Around November I got the wound vac off. The difference is amazing. The wound is 90% closed. The 10% is a patch where skin is still slowly growing back. The only wound dressing needed is some gauze and tape.
It is about a week later that I no longer need to cover my hand, instead of a gaping wound now rests a winding scar. Now that it has closed, I had to focus on therapy. My hand movements were getting slightly better. In the beginning I could only twitch my fingers. Now I can barely bend them.
Now, I can grip certain items. My left hand is able to open a car door or even the fridge. There is decent grip and feeling is coming back to it. A nerve test shows that there is around 50% improvement from a month ago.
Therapy still has to continue but the outlook is good.
My injury list, from the accident:
Punctured or collapsed lung from broken ribs
Broken ribs, left side
Crushed hand, doc had to cut it open to relieve the pressure. Left arm
( nerve damage, currently 20 or 30% use of hand. Predicted 80 or 90% when fully recovered)
Fractured or broken shoulder
Broken teeth, jaw sewn shut for a total of 1 month
10% loss of hearing in the right ear, it now rings constantly*below is a link to my photo bucket album with the pics of the wreck and several recovery pics*
WARNING!!! NOT WORK SAFE/ GRUESOME/ BLOODhttp://s217.photobucket.com/albums/cc19 ... he%20flip/