The second the tree destroyed my leg I knew I had to make one of two choices. One of the choices would have been to look at the accident as a set back, and to make choices in my life that would add misery to my life. The other was to hit the reset button and set plans forward to make me and my life better. Not a real tough decision really. It was strange.
I spent a week in the hospital and when my stay there was done, they pushed me through the front door with a giant jar of Oxycontin, and two refills. I guess this is how they treat all their patients, it's easy to do and it makes people not complain about pain. I looked at the pills and weighed in the harm they do along with how addictive they are, then, I threw them away. From then on it was Motrin and marry jane. Then, I gave up drinking and winged myself off of the three antidepressants that I had been taking for twelve years.
So here I am. The tree that almost killed me ended up being the one most positive influence in my life. I started walking without a cain weeks ago. I still walk with a limp but I'm working that out now. My progress has been astonishing to everyone, especially my doctor. I started making plans for my new life and took actions on those plans. All of the sudden I started getting lucky, real lucky. Not just once or twice, it was happening over and over and over. Alex Kennimer is one of my best friends son and I let him crash on my couch while he looks for a job in Atlanta. A great kid, smart. He was here during a string of luck that he was a part of. I got three photo jobs out of nowhere and I was able to hire him to help me. During a discussion of my good luck he told me that luck isn't an accident. Luck is a sign that a person is on the right track. Sometimes I guess the worst of things can end up being the best of things.
A very moving post and and a more moving picture. I hear and feel those words.
ReplyDeleteThank you Paula, that is a very nice thing to say.
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