We recently came across an item on a website called The Mighty that we found especially moving. It’s a letter that starts with three simple words: “Dear Car Wreck.” Written by a woman in her thirties named Jessica, it’s a letter to the car wreck that happened when she was a teenager that changed her life and left her in chronic pain. It begins with her description of waking up in the hospital having no memory of the crash that had slashed her face, crushed her legs, broke her ribs, and caused her lung to collapse. Jessica’s letter describes the painful process she endured in the hospital, going through physical therapy and going home to try to keep up with school. She describes her struggle to learn how to walk again and the pain that never
Boom! Before you know it a car accident could haunt your life forever. A traumatic event can happen at any split second. They leave families “physically, emotionally, psychologically distressed or unstable for one's life” . People grieve and recover in different ways after trauma, but this isn’t always easy. Danielle Evan's short story “The King of a Vast Empire” is about a family’s grief that made them become dysfunctional. At ages six and nine Liddie and Terrence were in an unfortunate car accident with their parents. The impact of the accident left two children in the other vehicle dead. The narrator’s family was constantly remembered by the community who was at fault however, they never actually discuss the accident as a family. As a family,
In my last year’s placement I had the privilege of Interning at the Veteran’s Affairs in the Spinal Cord Injury clinic. In the SCI clinic I worked closely with Veterans who had experienced spinal cord injury, which resulted in permanent paralyses such as paraplegia or quadriplegia. Ms. Cynthia Jackson was one of my clients that had an enormous impact on me. Ms. Jackson is 55 year old African American. Ms. Jackson served in the United Air force in the late 1970’s post-Vietnam War and was based in Germany. While serving in Air force, Ms. Jackson severely injured her back in tanker truck accident which resulted in paralysis in her lower exterminates. Ms. Jackson is wheelchair bond due to her paraplegia, client was referred to the SCI clinic for case management and counseling services.
Gibbs, showed the readers how incredibly strong, and courageous Lynch is. The author made it clear that Jessica should be admired for her undeniable strength. She reports that, “Lynch spends at least 11.5 hours every day at Mountain River Physical Therapy because the doctors at Walter Reed told her she has a two-year window; after that, what has’t healed probably won’t,” (Gibbs). Jessica Lynch has an undeniable strength that most people don’t possess even by
Rosa's cerebral palsy played a big part in Jessica's acceptance of her new leg. First of all, when Jessica walks into Mrs. Rucker's classroom for the first time after her accident,
My sixteen year old niece Kyla was in a serious car accident several years ago and has overcome many struggles on her road to recovery. Several days after the accident, Kyla awoke in the hospital to discover that she had severe facial fractures, a punctured lung and a broken back; she was paralyzed from the waist down. Her first struggle was the physical healing of her injuries. The pain from both her initial injuries as well as the multiple surgeries required to repair what doctors could, was at times unbearable, but she fought through it. Then came the emotional struggles; Why did this happen to her? What about her dream of playing basketball? Who would want to marry her? Although her questions were many, she was able to find a way to accept
The chances of being in a car crash is only 1 in 5,000. I have never been in one, but I have seen them on the sides of the roads. Tragedy is an unavoidable, and no matter the level of effect it has on a person, it is still impactful. I have been lucky enough to never have had to be a bearer of bad news, but I have had an experience that has come close. This essay is about my experience with true tragedy, and sharing my experiences with others.
JB had shown a lot of improvement managing her illness before leaving the hospital. She demonstrated acceptance of self and ability to care for self. She also had demonstrated effective coping with the disease and identified ways to maintain a healthy lifestyle. JB set realistic goals and she readily accepted the proposed strategies for dealing with her speafic problems. She understood the importance of adhering to her treatment plan. Most importantly, she was able to identify available resources that she can benefit from.
Mia woke up to the smell of burning tires and gas, lying on the firm, rocky ground surrounded by leaves and debris. She had no idea where she was and how she got there. Confused. she started to stand up when she felt a blistering pain shoot up her left leg. She fell on the ground in an immense amount of pain as she realized she was seriously injured. She proceeded to sit up to examine her injury when she saw the car. She crawled towards the smashed car despite the pain in her leg. She had realized what had happened to her and her family, but she had not realized the major change that was about to happen in her life.
I am writing to you in regards to Savana Kerby ,who has requested that I write a letter of recommendation on her behalf. Savana and I have discussed her decision to continue to study Nursing and pursue a career as a Trauma Nurse. I support her decision and her desire to use her dedication and skill and take the initiative to pursue a very interactive career that requires extensive training ,but I fully believe that she will be able to achieve her goals.
Her letters are very supportive. They speak about her leadership, work ethic and passion for medicine.
I ran my hands over the smooth, heavy parchment and began reading. The letter was written with the intention of going to someone named Adalie’s second cousin explaining their absence from the family reunion and the recent events of their life. By the end, I found the letter interesting, almost like a biography, enthralled I decided to write back. I apologized for opening it, and I even put what I had been up to lately (leaving out the diabetes/transplant thing because I was not in the mood for a pity party.) I proceeded to put the letter back into my mailbox, running my hands over the rusty, yellow metal, then went back to my monotonous daily routine.
Seeing the country, meeting new people, learning new life skills — who could ask for more from a job right out of college? We are thrilled that our daughter is seeing so much of the United States in a way that she never would have before. Every week we are amazed at the energy it takes to usher a new group of young women through Recruitment and work with all of the diverse personalities.
Dear Olivia is a detailed reminisce of a girl who was bullied until she became reclusive and wanted no contact with other people. She was sent many letters as well as e-mails to attempt to cheer her up and get her back into the outside world. Later, with the help of her mother, she created a book with said letters as well as her reactions to them.
Six months had passed since the accident. I only remembered because Jane was helping me sign my name in our daughter Sally's birthday card. She guided my hand, slowly helping me write something at least vaguely legibly rather than the childlike scribbles I was able to manage with such little practice. Ironically, it seemed that when one found themselves down a limb, it often happened to be the dominant one. For me it was my right arm.
Coming out of such a disastrous accident with only minor scratches made me realize to appreciate life. I felt a calming within me as I thought about my grandfather and the other loved ones we have lost watching over us during the accident. I strongly believed in guardian angels after the incident. Ever since the accident, I still find riding with others in the winter difficult and fear an accident might occur again. I beg my parents and friends to drive cautiously on snow. Some uncertainty remains, but the courage I presented during the accident proved to me I possess brave characteristics. I realized the little issues happening in my life no longer mattered, because every day is another day I get to live and thrive. Like an unknown author stated, “Be thankful for another day. You’re blessed to be