Some of you have already heard about this, but the last month or so has been an extremely rough one for me. About 5 weeks or so ago I was riding back from Rockford in one of my friends cars, and we had a very bad accident.
I don't even remember the accident now, but from what I've been told, a group of deer ran out in front of us as there was a car coming from the other direction. The options pretty much came down to hitting the other car, creaming all of the deer...or swerving and putting the car in the ditch. In hindsight now, I think we would have been best suited to hit the deer, but he swerved to avoid the deer and put the car in the ditch. We were going about 70 mph or so when we went into the ditch and we ended up flying over the embankment on the other side and into a cornfield...and rolled the car 6-7 times. Needless to say, the car was completely totaled. I saw it for the first time earlier today...and it doesn't look so much like a car anymore as a twisted mangled hunk of metal.
I ended up sustaining a terrible head injury that left me in a coma for nearly 3 weeks. Had I not been wearing a seat belt...I wouldn't be sitting here today. I came out of the coma finally around 2 weeks ago, but they kept me in the hospital up until yesterday morning. In addition to the head injury, I also broke 2 ribs and my lower right leg...as well as having a variety of other cuts and bruises. Needless to say, I'm still feeling a bit sore...but I'm healing and the doctors are expecting me to make a full recovery.
Coming out of a coma was an incredibly strange experience. I had relatively none of my memory when I initially woke up. My Mom and my girlfriend were there shortly after I woke up, and at first I didn't even know who they were. Last night though...my girlfriend reminded me of exactly who she is and why I like her so much.;) I fully remember her now...lol
My memories started flooding back over the next few days as people were coming to visit me. The doctors had advised all of my visitors to bring up old stories and memories that we'd shared in hopes of getting my brain moving along a bit more efficiently...which I'm glad to say helped a lot. As people would tell me things, tons of other memories would come flooding back. The Dr.'s have estimated that I've already gotten back about 90% of my brain functions and memories, and that the other 10% should return over the next few weeks.
One of the worst parts, which I just discovered a couple hours ago...is that I can barely remember how to play guitar. I can't remember many of my scales or chords that I used to know like the back of my hand...and it's not even so much that I don't remember the patterns...it's just that I can't remember how to make my hands do the things that they used to do. As I work at it though, I'm sure it'll all start flooding back faster and faster...or it damn well better anyway. Before I left the hospital, the Doctor told me that my guitar playing would be an excellent way to help speed my recovery along. It uses a lot of your brain power and memory ability...as well as requiring a lot of hand/eye coordination. I guess playing a musical instrument is one of the best therapies for someone that's recovering from something like this, because of how much thought it requires.
So, I guess I'm gonna have to get crackin' and remember how to play guitar.:)
Anyway, it's good to be back and I'm feeling great, despite being pretty sore. I'm confident that I'm going to make a complete recovery...since I'm already 90% of the way there.
Thanks for the kind words and well wishes that some of you have left me already, it's greatly appreciated.
This whole experience has given me a renewed appreciation for life...which is saying something because I've always been the kind of person that simply revels in the idea of simply being alive. Life's a beautiful thing people and you should never take it for granted. Make the most out of every single day, because you never know if it's going to be the last. I'm alive and I'm overjoyed with that fact. I feel like a very lucky person to be sitting here right now. Make sure you tell all of your loved ones that you care...especially if you haven't in a while. You never know when it could be the last day for any one of them, or for yourself...and simply telling someone that you care can mean the world to them.
I love all you guys and gals here at Club Polk. Many of you have become my friends over the last few years, some of you I've met in person and had some good times. Most of you I've never met, but would love to someday(time for le Keiko to host that all expense paid trip for Club Polk to Hawaii!!:D:p). You guys have been like a family of sorts to me...and I'll say once again that this is the greatest place on the interweb!!
So, in closing...wear your seat belt...and if it comes down to throwing your car into a ditch and rolling it 7 times or hitting a few deer...you're probably better off with the deer. Don't forget to bring a towel, and always have your cats and dogs spayed or neutered(or risk incurring the wrath of Bob Barker...[anyone who's seen Happy Gilmore will want to avoid that]...which isn't a pretty thing.)