Mine is my true love when I had my near fatal wreck 2yrs ago she slept in the hospital next to me. when I was able to go home I couldn't move she fed,me bathed me,I couldn't even go to the bathroom by myself. I was basically useless. I owe her everything. We have been together since high school.
Looks we both lucked out mate.
I managed to drive our chair into a tyre wall at around 150kmh when our rear swing arm fractured.
I won't bore you with the injury list, suffice to say I was pretty fcuked up.
Thank God my passenger was spat off early in the wreck and was not seriously injured.
The accident happened at Baskerville Raceway in Tasmania.
When I was stabilized enough, I was flown to Austin Hospital in Melbourne Victoria, where I spent four weeks in ICU, then another six weeks their spinal unit.
But that was only the start.
The next six months was spent coming to terms with my injuries at Royal Talbot Rehabilitation Hospital, again in Melbourne, 700km from home.
Evelyn was beside me from the start, when the paramedics where forced to give me CPR even though my chest was crushed and my lungs where collapsing.
She watched as they wiped the blood off the paddles every time they had to kick start me.
She sat or slept next to me constantly, while I struggled through a morphine induced psychosis for my first two weeks in ICU.
She held my hand while the spinal doctors explained to me why it was very unlikely that I would ever walk again.
She lived in a one room flat at the rehab hospital and was at every physio and OT session I struggled through.
She cooked and had dinner with me every night.
And nearly nine months later she held my hand and we walked out of rehab together.
God I love that woman.
How lucky am I?
Cheers,
Brian
