Mike and I had an interesting conversation about the freak accidents I have been involved in. It made me stop and think about how unlucky I have been during times of my life. What sparked the conversation was my ugly left ankle with its ugly scars and deformity. The little bumps on both sides of my ankle are deformed... one is much more deformed than the other. The way that it happened, really was a freak accident.
I was little.... like maybe 3rd gradish. It was June 9th (don't ask me how I remember that date) and I was jumping on the trampoline with two of my sisters, and my cousin. I was by far the smallest one on the trampoline. My cousin kept doing that power house thing to me where you jump just right and it shoots the person way up in the air. This is where the freak thing comes in... somehow the timing was just right so when everyone landed on the trampoline, and when he did the power house thing to me, it managed to snap my ankle. It broke three bones across, leaving only a small bone still intact. Pretty freakish if you ask me. It wasn't like I flew off the trampoline, or like he landed on my ankle or anything. It was just the way everyone bounced that did it. Everyone still to this day remembers hearing my ankle snap (I don't remember the sound). They all jumped off the trampoline and left me, but another sister came to my rescue. I remember on the way to the hospital looking down at my horrendously swollen ankle. Plus one of the bones was sticking out (not protruding out of the skin though, because that would be pretty gross). Anyways... I ended up getting pins put in my ankle, hence the horrible scars.
So the next year around the same time.... I broke my arm (two bones across this time). This one wasn't so much a freak accident as much as just being stupid. I have no idea why my cousin Cassie and I decided it would be a smart idea to Rollerblade down a giant hill. So lesson learned on this one... dont rollerblade down really big hills, even if there are baby ducks at the bottom that you want to go see. Also if you are going to break your arm, the best time to do it would be when cousins are over, because they feel bad and buy you candy bars. Oh and if you insist on ER visits only a year apart from eachother, do expect to get lectured by parents the entire way to the hospital on how the last bill still isnt paid off.
Then the next year around the same time, I almost drowned in the river in Montana. So I was really nervous for the next few years of my life when June would roll around because I felt like I was just waiting to see what horrible thing would happen next.
So the next major freak thing happened the end of May 2002. I got hit by a car. I was not playing in the road... I was just walking down the sidewalk on my way to work minding my own business when a car swerved up and hit me and drove off. All of the witnesses said it looked like the car was aiming directly for me. The freak part of this is that the driver of the vehicle had a medical issue and passed out behind the wheel. Her car happened to swerve up onto the sidewalk for a second before swerving back onto the road, but I just happened to be on the one little section of sidewalk at the time. This time, my left ankle was broken again, but just the small little bone. I believe it was the bone that survived the trampoline accident. Apparently it couldn't hold up as well against a car.
So all in all.... I have had some really freakish things happen to me. It is kinda funny to look on it all now and laugh about it, but I still have scars and I still have an intense fear of crossing busy streets or walking along busy streets... but I am ok. It is all in the past and over with. Now it is just something I can laugh about and blog about.
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That really is crazy! the trampoline thing, you just landed like a split second after we did. Hearing your story of getting hit by a car and seeing you afterward, made me completely paranoid. I'm always nervous walking when there are cars around. I'm much more cautious than I used to be, I have a video of you showing off your injuries and telling us about your experience after you got hit by the car. I can post it somewhere so you can see it if you'd like.
OMG! Two of those incidences severely traumatized me. I was holding your hands when we were on the trampoline and I remember you didn't bounce, just stayed down.. I looked down and I really thought I was seeing your bone protruding from you leg... One of those things that I'll never forget.
As for you getting sucked in under the boat, I was already traumatized from having my own couple of near drownings a few years earlier... But Nikki and heather were there and they insisted on me floating the river. I begged dad to not go through those rapids!! That said, if there's ever a moment in my life that I regret it's the moment in which dad had jumped in, was holding onto the side if the raft and was trying to pull you up. He came back up at one point and I started yelling at him "I told you not to go through these rapids!!" basically blaming him for what was getting closer and closer to the loss of you. He must've been so freaked out, himself trying to save you.. I'm fairly certain my blaming him didn't help anything. But I remener that whole thing in flashes. One minute I'm telling you to hold on, the next I'm sitting there holding just you shoe.. Screaming and trying to see where u went. Then I looked up at Nikki and heather that didn't know what happened, saw them laughing and was even more angry. Then dad jumped in, etc.
Also, I have to point out that clearly your memory doesn't go back to when you were like 3 years old and everyone flipped over Kari's big "island" on you in the swimming pool. I saved you that time. You're welcome. :-P
Jenny, that would be fun to see... although embarrassing.
Kelly.... thanks for saving me from the island. I do remember getting sucked under that thing a couple times... hence why I still get nervous when I see people playing with those big island type things. As for the boat thing... thanks for at least trying to catch me as I fell out. I hate the thought that dad jumped in without a life jacket. It scares me thinking that we could have lost him. I imagine that was terrifying for you guys thinking I was gone. I dont even know how long I was under the water.. but yeah.. scary stuff!
I know you don't want to hear it, because you disabled the comments. But we can all relate, and sometimes you need to get your frustrations out and your blog is a perfect place for it so I don't blame you.
Just know you aren't alone, your God is not punishing you or forgetting you, or giving you these trials to make you miserable. There is a lesson in all things. He's there waiting for you to put your full faith and trust in him, He loves you Missy as do many people.
I know it's hard, but I have found start 1 day at a time and realize something good within that day, and increase it until you are focusing on the positive of the day even though there may still be negatives.
Think of the good you are doing to all those children you are volunteering with. You are a Loved Child of God and he is there for you if you allow him to be.
I hope you can find some peace and comfort soon, and remember you are loved by many.
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