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6 years ago
Wow, I like, never come here much anymore. But at least, these past few months, I have a reason. So I guess I'll get to the downer news.
July 31, I was hit by a car while riding my electric scooter to my parents' home to go to a concert with my mom. Don't ask how, because I don't know. All I remember is getting on the bike trail and then waking up in the hospital a few hours later. I lost all memory of the incident and still haven't gotten it back. That aside, I wound up having my leg broken in half, with a rod now put in permanently to support it. My arm, wrist, and hand were lacerated deep. My neck was fractured and the vertebral artery was damaged from it. And I have a big scar on my face where I lost a good amount of blood.
All the woozy stuff over now, I spent a month in the hospital and a rehab center. Went through a bunch of physical therapy to relearn to walk and get use back in my hand. And I came home in early September, where I've been working on my own to continue recovery and getting my strength back since. I'm also in an annoying neck brace I absolutely hate and want out of. Luckily, my work manager and my landlord are so understanding, and don't want to lose me. I still have my job until I can work again, I still have my home. And they're willing to work with me and help me to keep things stable until I can get to supporting myself again.
The doctor will call me this Friday to schedule for x-rays in my neck, so hopefully I'll be able to get this collar off. Then I just need to start walking fully independently, no cane, and also get a new bike so I can start going to work again. I estimate it might be another week or two before I can get to even doing light duty work. But it's better than no work at all, and could be good for getting myself back in order. But I will be on blood thinners until December because of the risk of a clot in my neck, which could go to my brain and cause a stroke. And then they're saying I'll probably be taking aspirin for the rest of my life after that. So...yay me, life changed just like that without me knowing why. It's like someone ripped a page out of my life and taped in a poorly written chapter for it without my proofreading and now I have to deal with the backlash. (You have no idea how much this enrages me.)
But whatever. All that nonsense aside... I'm okay. At least, I will be okay when I start working again and have no more appointments to go to. Right now, I'm mostly depressed. Little appetite, sleep schedule's even more screwed up than it normally is. But at least I have people to talk to. Friends, family, whatnot. I'll get by this. Just need some time. Then I can maybe get back to properly working on my series, cause that's totally the most important thing. Least it'll be written better than this mess. Anyways, I'm done rambling. Just wanted to give an update, so I'll leave this here and go back to getting better. My parents want to take me to a hedge maze in a few hours, so we'll spend a while there. And then my mom and I have a Sabaton concert tonight, where I won't be hit by a car again before getting to see (the other one was Combichrist, an electronic band). So that'll be nice.
Things'll be looking up. Let's hope they stay that way. See you all later. Any comments, I'll be looking at when I can.
July 31, I was hit by a car while riding my electric scooter to my parents' home to go to a concert with my mom. Don't ask how, because I don't know. All I remember is getting on the bike trail and then waking up in the hospital a few hours later. I lost all memory of the incident and still haven't gotten it back. That aside, I wound up having my leg broken in half, with a rod now put in permanently to support it. My arm, wrist, and hand were lacerated deep. My neck was fractured and the vertebral artery was damaged from it. And I have a big scar on my face where I lost a good amount of blood.
All the woozy stuff over now, I spent a month in the hospital and a rehab center. Went through a bunch of physical therapy to relearn to walk and get use back in my hand. And I came home in early September, where I've been working on my own to continue recovery and getting my strength back since. I'm also in an annoying neck brace I absolutely hate and want out of. Luckily, my work manager and my landlord are so understanding, and don't want to lose me. I still have my job until I can work again, I still have my home. And they're willing to work with me and help me to keep things stable until I can get to supporting myself again.
The doctor will call me this Friday to schedule for x-rays in my neck, so hopefully I'll be able to get this collar off. Then I just need to start walking fully independently, no cane, and also get a new bike so I can start going to work again. I estimate it might be another week or two before I can get to even doing light duty work. But it's better than no work at all, and could be good for getting myself back in order. But I will be on blood thinners until December because of the risk of a clot in my neck, which could go to my brain and cause a stroke. And then they're saying I'll probably be taking aspirin for the rest of my life after that. So...yay me, life changed just like that without me knowing why. It's like someone ripped a page out of my life and taped in a poorly written chapter for it without my proofreading and now I have to deal with the backlash. (You have no idea how much this enrages me.)
But whatever. All that nonsense aside... I'm okay. At least, I will be okay when I start working again and have no more appointments to go to. Right now, I'm mostly depressed. Little appetite, sleep schedule's even more screwed up than it normally is. But at least I have people to talk to. Friends, family, whatnot. I'll get by this. Just need some time. Then I can maybe get back to properly working on my series, cause that's totally the most important thing. Least it'll be written better than this mess. Anyways, I'm done rambling. Just wanted to give an update, so I'll leave this here and go back to getting better. My parents want to take me to a hedge maze in a few hours, so we'll spend a while there. And then my mom and I have a Sabaton concert tonight, where I won't be hit by a car again before getting to see (the other one was Combichrist, an electronic band). So that'll be nice.
Things'll be looking up. Let's hope they stay that way. See you all later. Any comments, I'll be looking at when I can.
I know we were never really friends or anything and you have much better people to surround yourself with that are a lot healthier for you to be exposed to than a fucked up piece of shit like me, but still I extend my best regards to one of the people I held respect and admiration for back in the day before time and life drifted us apart to our separate ways. I sometimes think of what could've been, if I could've been one of those good friends of yours, perhaps maybe it's just me waxing nostalgic, but I just wish it could've been possible, because this would have had a greater impact. I would've known sooner, I could've offered to help out by possibly lending you some money. But you have better support from better people that are taking care of you in ways that I simply cannot, entirely just because of the stronger connection they have. Bless their souls and may your life return as closely to normal as it can as quickly as it can.
The best part about it is the fact that you're still relatively young, just like me, it's going to suck a lot, it really is going to, but at least the eventual, assured recovery will be a strong one. If there was ever a 'right' time for something like this to happen, it was now. Age is very much strongly on your side here, though it won't be for much longer, and hopefully by then you will never have to worry about something so terrifying again. I'm not the best at saying these things, but I really wanted to try and express beyond just giving you condolences. I wanted to show just what those condolences were. We're outside of one another's lives, that much is certain, but there's still a small place in my heart for you buddy. I still care. I'll care for as long as I can remember you, because I remember you as a good person that deserved love and affection, even if I couldn't give that to you in ways that others are able. Godspeed Eriah. I mean it.
I don't know when you will see this, but that doesn't matter. I just hope you can understand that even people like me who may have hardly ever interacted with you are still there for you, supporting you even if by a little, in the darkest shadows that have long been abandoned by all light.