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When i was 14 i was in a car wreck that almost killed me. I was in the passenger seat and the night before a girly i know had laid it back. Lucky for me. The next moring i was to sleepy to raise the seat up and as we went around a curve, we slid in senders and a guardrail went through my side of the car, went completely through the door, and pinned me underneath. I was cut out with the jaws of life and life flighted to the nearest trauma hospital.
Lucky for me, Since the girly had laid back the seat and the car door, it missed hitting any vital parts of me. I spent 1 night in the hospital and had nothing but a little scar on my knee. Could have been way worse.

Well, not so lucky for me, in 09 i was in another accident. My sister was driving with one of my friends and her in the front seats. I was in the back without a seat belt on with my ex bf. I don't remember much. The last thing i do remember is calling my mom. When i woke up i was in a hospital bed. Looking at my mom and knowing she had been crying, even though she had a huge smile on her face. When i asked what happened they told me that i had been in an accident. Apparently, my poor sissy-poo had been hit in the rear of the car why going down the road. Since i didn't have my seat belt on and since we had a teeny tiny car i flew back and broke out the back window with my head. We are guessing that i would have came completely out of the car if the car hadn't hit a pole in front of us. My sister said they all got out of the car and when she went to let me out of the backseat i was slouched over in the seat. She said she went to pick me up, felt something warm, and when she looked at her hands they were covered in blood. She then called my mom and what not. From what i understand their were cops at a near by gas station so help came quickly. I was bleeding so much they were going to life flight me 2 hours away (2 hours if by car) to columbus. Thankfully the weather was bad and they decided to take me by ambulance to huntington (45 mins by car)

When i arrived i had to have emergency surgery to fix a severed artery in my head. I had a cut from the tip of my eyebrow to back of my head. I needed 18 staples and 5 stitches, along with a plastic surgeon to fix my head and face. I lost 4 out of 5 units of blood from my body. that means for months i had someone elses blood in my body.
I remember waking up, seeing my mom, feeling my head, and noticing my teeth had been broken.

I later found out that It was EXACTLY 6 minutes from the last thing i remember to the time my sister called my mom.. I always tell people that 6 minutes isn't alot. But when you have completely forgotten 6 minutes of reality time.. it feels like forever.
I spent about a week in the hospital. So doped up on pain meds i don't remember much. Just a bunch of real friends coming to see me and getting my hair washed when the bandages came off. I remember getting pissed at every noise and the nurse not coming back fast enough to dry my hair. I remember an old nice lady asking me in the gift shop if i has been in a car wreck and my head feeling like it was way to big for my body.
I spent about a month with no work or anything, I was on so much pain meds still it seems like it was nothing. People really show how much they care when you're down and out.
I know have a scar that stretches from my eyebrow to the back of my head and my sister still cries when i talk about it. Sometimes i think i remember things.. like seeing the tiles on the ceiling when the doctor is pushing you through the hospital, like in the movies. Or feeling blood coming down my head and going into my ear (because i had a large piece of dried blood in my ear) but i cant tell if im remembering it or making it up in my head. Either way im alive.
I didnt eat my whole week in the hospital. Even the 2 weeks out of the hospital of eating nothing but pie and mc Ds when i went back for my check up i only weighed 90 pounds.
I dont regret the car accident and if i could take it back i wouldn't. I love my scar, I love the story and i love having a 2nd chance at life. The ONLY thing that i would take back is having my sister go through it. She still thinks its her fault and i just couldn't imagine seeing or going through what she did. I hate myself for it and i know it wasn't my fault. But all in all im glad that it happened because so much good came out of it.
My mom said that when she went back to look at the car their was STILL a puddle of blood covering the whole floorboard. A puddle! My clothes and my sister purse could not be saved.
I later learned that when it first happened a rumor was going around that it was so bad that people thought i had died. My best friend was told that i was in a serious accident and they didnt think i had made it. Girls i didnt even like were worried about me. I am blessed for blood donors! I have a shirt that says on the front "I wouldn't be here" and on the back "If it wasn't for a blood donor"
Without a blood donor i mos deff would have died and if i would have been life flighted to c-bus like planned i would have bled to death before i got their.
Im very thankful for such bad luck
ALWAYS WEAR YOUR SEATBELT!

This photo was taken by some paramedic at the scene and posted on his FB that night
Look at all that blood!


This is me in the Hospital with my bandages still on.. Dosnt look like the cutesy SG you all know, huh? lol



These are all the photos my mom took of me in the hospital..







This is my head...


these are the bruises i had...





This is my scar!


and these are my broken shark teeth



and this was the car!