On Friday the 13th, also "Good Friday", April 2001, I picked up my wife from work on my Motorcycle. We live in Tucson Az. We had left her place of work at the Golden Coral restaurant at First Ave. Less than 1000ft from there a lady in a pick up truck made a left turn in front of us at the Wal-Mart store on First Ave. There was no time at all to stop and we hit almost head on. I landed in the back on the truck and my wife flew over into the street landing on her back. She had broken her back and her head was split open from the impact. She remembers everything. I remember nothing, including the whole week prior to the accident. This account was her memory of it. We were not wearing helmets. My family was told "Not to expect me to make it" and, "If I did" "I would probably be brain dead" I woke up on the 29th of April from a 16 day coma. I had tubes from my neck, lungs, arms, etc. I had a pins and a metal brace from my right arm sticking out like a robot. My body was covered in bruises. I was unable to talk, walk or even move from my bed for weeks, they said that my head was as big as my shoulders were wide. Lager that a basket ball. I had crushed my head, arm, lungs, split spleen, liver failure, and more. I was in rehab at HEALTHSOUTH for months then transferred to the VA hospital for out patient treatment. They said, "I was lucky to be alive". I'm still an out patient and I have many challenges, too many to list. But, the big one is "CRS"" Can't Remember S.T!!! And now I struggling everyday just trying to get thought the day. It is now Sept 11. 2002. A day we all remember, I which the horror of Sept 11 2001 from my bed at home thinking how lucky I really am.
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