This is a fictional account of events that (I wish) had happened between my sister in-law and me.
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It all began on one fateful night on the way back home from out of town. As a construction superintendent for a medium size outfit I have to travel quite a bit. I was returning from a job in upstate New York driving down a dark winding road, it was later than I normally try to get home and I was dead tired.
While trying not to go off into the woods on either side of the road I decided to put on a CD and sing along to keep myself from falling asleep. In the process of looking for the CD my attention was distracted for just a second and here I go off the road and into, who knows how many, trees.
The next thing I remember I wake up at a hospital in the nearest city in ICU. While I am trying to get the fuzziness out of my head and figure out what has happened a Doctor and Nurse come in. They ask the usual questions about "How am I feeling", "Do you remember anything", "What is your name" etc. Well I answer as best I can while wondering why they have the strangest look on their faces.
While they are asking me questions, I am asking them for any information to help me with why I am so weak and disoriented. I can't seem to focus my eyes on anything for very long and my mind wanders so it seems I can hear voices in my head. The Doctor seems to make up his mind and asks the nurse to leave the room. He comes over to my bed and sits down; he has a small smile on his face.
"Sir, you are something of a miracle patient," he says. "You came in to us with a fractured leg, hip, both shoulders, a broken jaw, fingers and toes and as if that were not bad enough your skull was dislocated and broken into four pieces."
The Doctor goes on, " When I saw you, or what was left of you, come in to the emergency room I didn't know where to start. You looked like nothing I have ever seen in all my years as a physician. I won't go into all the details of what, who and how much right now but just chew on this, you had your accident on September 23, 2001, and today's date is January 16, 2003. Your wife and family have been coming to see you every day waiting for you to wake up. The nurse has called them and they should be here in a little while."
You could have knocked me over with a feather except I was lying down. I looked at the Doctor as if he had lost his mind. What a way to wake up. After a little bit I again asked him what the future held for me and would I get back to normal.
He answered, "It is to early to tell what will come back and what won't. For now just work on day to day, things will come in time. Your recovery will depend a lot on you. As a side note, you won someone about 400 dollars in the
when will he wake up pool
. You have been very popular with the nurses that come in to give you your baths and I expect you will have a few visitors. If they get to being to bothersome chase them off."
By today's date I am now 51 years old and have missed 2 birthdays, but I am still alive. Before the wreck I was 5'11" tall and weighed 225lbs most of that was solid muscle because of my early years of competition power lifting and 25 years in construction. My wife and I had been married right out of high school, with 3 great kids. Two girls and a boy that we couldn't be prouder of. Why my wife stayed with me all those years I never knew. She says it is because no other man could satisfy her.
Over the years I have had some real passionate affairs but always come back to her asking and receiving forgiveness. I don't like to brag or boast about anything regarding myself, but when they were passing out cocks I must have gotten stuck in line or got a double portion. When soft it measures about 10" long and when the blood is really pumping it measures 13-14" long. In high school there was no problem getting dates but when it came down to the "unveiling" many of the girls would freak out and send me home with a case of blue balls.