On Wednesday, April 26, 2017, I was walking across the street rushing to get to my daughter’s science fair. I couldn’t wait to see the final project, she insisted on working on it by herself. I’m crossing the street it was a misty rainy Wednesday morning, I hear this loud noise from a car I see speeding up the incline of the street and I say to myself “I’m not going to make it across” I proceeded back across the car seems like it was aiming right for me. The car slid clip me and I fell to the ground. I couldn’t believe it I WAS HIT BY A CAR. I tried to get up and as I crawled to the sidewalk to reach the fence so I could pull myself up and once I tried to stand, I knew IMMEDIATELY something was broken.
I ended up with my ankle broken in two places and had to have surgery that day to repair it. I had to stay off the ankle for 2 ½ months! I also went thru physical therapy EVERY WEEK for 5 straight months and the first 3 months of physical therapy I had to go twice a week! However I had two AMAZING physical therapists!
Who knew I would have to learn how to walk again, I didn’t. I can still hear Matt or Ryan (my physical therapists) voice in my head saying “heal push off, heal push off”, it’s funny what the brains remembers.
There is soooo much more to that season of my life and when the incident first happened I was ANGRY, I had to have assistance walking, getting up, moving around and this frustrated me to the fullest.
I began to realize that this incident could have been a whole lot worse that it was. Yes, it was a hit and run and to this day I have NO IDEA if it was a man or woman who hit me, but I AM ALIVE!!! Yes my ankle WAS broken in two places and the pain you can’t even describe, and I have 8 screws and a metal plate, that will never be removed, but my ankle is attached to my body.
Today all I can say is TO GOD BE THE GLORY! I bless God every day for his goodness and mercy and for saving me!!!
This was two days after surgery.
It's been two whole years since the accident and I walk as if nothing has ever happened; however I do feel it on the inside sometimes, especially on a day like today (cold rainy Friday).
I still can't believe it happened, but I'm always grateful to God, because it really could have been worst.
Cherish EVERY MOMENT you have because you just never know, what will happen the very next moment.