Living with Chronic Pain

The date was Feb/2-1983, I had been working for the same company for six year’s,I was driving a cement mixer,for most of my life that’s what I did I was a truck driver,I enjoyed it so much some of the driving job I had it would have been ok if they didn’t pay me I couldn’t beleave some one would pay me to drive all over the country,see what each state was like,no boss sitting there watching over me, It was me and the open road.

At the time I was living in a cabin in north jersey, I had been living there for about eight month’s and I was close to two week’s away from buying the place for $26,000.00, it was great, life was great, till that one day when I was on my way home from work I had worked some over-time that day and was looking forward to getting home and enjoy the rest of the night.

Well, being it was feb-2, it was cold up in those hill’s so I had the window’s closed the heat was on and there was no radio in the car, how stupid could I be,I should have known better I got to a point close to home where the road was a hill going down and when you got to the bottom you had to stop and ethere turn right or left,if you didn’t you would go forward and hit a big rock which I did.

Till the point of impacked I was a-sleep at the wheel at the moment I hit the rock I heard a loud crash I had never been so scared,the car hit the rock the motor came into the front seat as the car continued it went up in the air and came back down on the same bounch of rock’s and crushed the car,later I was told there was only about three or four feet from the roof to the floor of the car,As they [E.M.T]cut me out of the car I was in and out of conchushness every time I would wake up I was told to just stay still we’ll get you out,,out?? out of what I didn’t know what was going on?

After they got me to the hospital x-ray’s were taken and I had broke my right femor broke three toe’s on my left foot, four broken rib’s and to many cut’s to count,I was told I needed to have a metal rod put in the center of the femor bone and in fifteen month’s it would come out once the bone healed,to make a long story short there was a mistake made in the operating room and the doctor ended up hammering the rod into my femor bone and they told me it wouldn’t be able to come out,after a month in the hospital I was ready to come home but I had no home to come to,the guy who owned the cabin couldn’t wait and he sold it.

Even though I got out of the hospital my right leg was in a brace my left foot was in a cast and I would be like that for another six month’s,the only place I could go to live was with my sister linda, the day after I got out I went to my job and talked with the boss and he said with haveing that metal rod in my leg the insurance company wouldn’t let me drive for him so I was out of a job.

Well, it’s been 25 year’s and I’am still not working and because of that accident I had to have an operation on one thing or another till 1996, and to this day not only do I relive the accident in my night mare’s I live in chronic pain 24/7, which remind’s me evey day of all that I lost that cold feb night.

thank’s for reading this and God bless you all TJ