how else would i look after i got hit by a car?
life's good.
after the crash i almost couldn't remember anything. it felt like i was on the other side of a dream, that my life was just an illusion and everything would be gone when i woke up. the last memory of cindy i had played over and over again like a broken record player. in these moments, i wished my life was real, that it would be there when i wake up. i kept seeing the face of the man who hit me and yet, i can't remember it. his face was stoic, nonchalant, just staring at me while i spat blood over and over on the sidewalk. his arms were crossed, he seemed to say "damnit, this is such a waste of my time." he and his black mercedes benz seemed as cold as how i was shaking. i don't remember much. and what little thought i had kept repeating and bouncing around in my head. me spitting blood on the pavement, the man who hit me staring at me, the orthodontist and what he would say when he saw my teeth, blurry visions, a thought that everyone i knew would be wisps of smoke. stop. repeat. i remembered that the guy who was helping me. he was from the fire department. they put me on a stretcher and put me in the back of an ambulance. there were two men in hte back, paramedics i guess. i could hardly remember what my name was. they aked me what day i thought it was, i said monday. it was a thursday. i couldn't remember what i was doing. a paramedic spoke into his radio "mild concussion". i could feel one of my front teeth with my tongue; it wasn't where i thought it would be. the car hit me diagonally, i was in his line of vision, he thought he and his slick car could cut in front of me fast enough. an iv tube was hooked up to my arm. i got transfered to the uci medical center near the block. the attendents and nurses introduced themselves to me and told me their names. i honestly don't even remember how they look. my face hurted badly. they gave me morphine. they asked me questions throughout. i talked but my swollen face kept me semi-incoherent. a man pulled out two of my brackets which got lodged in my lips. my othrodontist would tell me later that i might need three root canals. but at that time, i couldn't feel a thing anyway. the morphine kept me numb. my head felt hot. i got a tetanus shot. they phoned my parents. they gave me a cat scan. my brother was crying in the lobby. htey told me to drink some weird liquid. i was transferred to the trauma ward. they cut up my tshirts. my tie was saved. they stuck weird circles all over my body. i couldn't stop shaking. but....then everything was fine. i survived, nothing big.
i did a little dance outside the hospital. my parents are looking for a lawyer. i visisted the ortho today. i will visit my doctor soon. oh, and i'm going to visit the place where the accident ocurred and point out my blood stains.
overall, i'm feeling pretty good. my mouth is still swollen and my teeth feel like they're going to fall off. i hope we win the case against the man with the black mercedes benz. my parents need the settlement money to pay all the expenses incurred what with all the ambulance and hospital stay.i haven't broken any bones yet, i consider myself lucky. by the way, i love everyone of you.
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