oh good lord.
I have come back from a few DOOZIES of injuries in my day…
if a photo existed of what I looked like when I got hurt bad when young? good lord.
I had no way of knowing what happened, when I woke up in the hospital after a couple days in a coma.
my one leg didn’t work, and about every rib was broken. i was also blind in one eye.
hey, I had to pee, you know? took me a LONG time to get up, out of bed, and discovered I had to use a chair as a “Walker”, but…
I managed to get into the bathroom and do my thing… when I glanced into the MIRROR? I literally did not realize it was “me” in the mirror.
list of injuries?
1) compound jaw fractureS… broke in 5 places, we’re talking jawbones poking thru the skin.
2) my “nose bone”?? literally came off like mister potato head, they shoved it back in and sewed it shut.
3) cheekbone? (which is a sinus cavity) crushed to bits. step on a glass incan light bulb?? that’s what the xray of the sinus cavity looked like, lol.
4)just about every rib broken, both sides.
5)dislocated HIP, ouchie.
6)eyebone (orbital socket) broken up, eyeball swelled up till it was “occluded”, detatched retina, blah blah.
7)my whole HEAD was so swelled up?? I honestly didn’t realize it was “me”.
8) I used to have a picture of the brain image, lol… whole left side of the brain was a giant “hot spot”.
9)for “bonus fun”?? years before “patient awareness during surgery” was officially recognized? I was completely awake and aware during “one” of the face rebuilding surgeries, ha ha… just imagine being completely paralyzed, unable to move or scream? and youre being operated on.
I grew up in what was best described as a “burned out former steel town” in southwestern PA. kind of a “rough towns” area, I suppose… this is what can happen when you pass out at a keg party and your “best friend” decides to use you head and torso for a soccer ball, after “beating you up” while your unconscious.
he was right handed, so, all the face injuries were to my left side of my face and head.
apparently, about everyone saw no need to call an ambulance or police, I just got left over a hill in the tall weeds? until “some guy” came back at 4 or 5 in the morning, and found me and drove me to the emergency room. a long standing rumor was that a small group of guys? after the keg party broke up? came BACK to have “more fun” with me unconscious.
if any of you grew up in what might be called a “rough town”?? this “procedure” is what is called throwing someone a “boot party”. IE, people suddenly make friends with you? to get you to come to a keg party… people helpfully “getting you a beer”?? will be slopping a little vodka in every beer once you get a buzz on…
you know, its what you DO when a group of “bullies” cant take you one-on-one? its how they “get you”.
aftermath? I was over 18, so… I “canceled” my parents family lawyers “lawsuit”. I didn’t want any money. I also signed off on “pressing criminal charges”.
I suppose it was intended to “ruin me for life” as payback for going from “picked on skinny geek” all thru school, into a muscular guy that could handle himself? well, it had, ironically, the exact opposite effect.
these people? actually gave me the greatest GIFT they could have bestowed upon me.
PAIN is nothing more than WEAKNESS leaving the body.