july fourth: “it could never happen to me”

On July 4th, 2017, something I never thought would ever happen, DID. I had a really awful skateboarding accident resulting in a traumatic brain injury.  It took everything in me to recover to where I am now, relearning to walk, regaining my voice, my strength, and my intelligence & now, 3 surgeries, 2 infections, 2 hospitals, and 3 months later, I wrote a poem about what it was like and how it affected my life:

have you ever seen the blood drain from someone’s face

their smile fade so quickly it scares you

have you felt the chills of a hospital room mingling with the chills of infection for months on end

it’s like when you’ve grown accustom to a certain song on the radio & now you don’t even notice it playing anymore

have you heard the beeps of a heart monitor not so steady

the shrill screams down the hall?

it’s amazing how much you can love ordinary after you don’t have it

how much you want to yell when you have no voice

you start counting your days in dad lessons, in TV shows finished, in missed opportunities

and counting 

how many tears that have fallen from great heights

or 5 feet above the ground,

they hit hard either way