The injury

The injury

A Poem by Farmgirl
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a poem written about a back injury that I received in 2005 Riding an electric scooter going down hill at about 25 to 30 miles per hour not knowing how to brake rightly

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I remember the color it was red
 back then I didn't know much about them

 all I knew is it looked awesome

I wanted to ride it

 I did not at the time think about there being a consequence from my curiosity
All  I wanted to do was venture outside Of my comfort zone temporarily 
 I didn't even know the guy why would he let me ride his scooter seriously 
what was he thinking to let me a young kid ride his transportation that he daily uses
 But he did without second thought 
he gave me his key to the ignition
 I was stoked I hopped right on and began to start it up

 grabbed onto both handles held on tightly and off I went

 I was so excited but it was a little slow for me to enjoy it

 I've always liked speed don't ask me why must have just been the danger seeker in me
 the risk taker that never thought about consequential reactions and happenings

 I mean seriously
 I was like 16 that didn't matter to me then obviously
 back then  it was all about the moment of living
 making every second count in  that unforgettable memory
 boy was it a memory for me
 down the hill I decided to go pushing

 the scooter faster than it should be able to go

 all was great and I was having a blast
 then all of the sudden I realized I was going too fast
 the next thing  I realized
 oh no I don't know what to do to slow down this scooter 

  before I could react I seen it coming
  then bam crash I flipped in the air
 the scooter rolled and I rolled with it then bam landed and I smacked my back right onto the back of the curb pavement 
smack dab in the center of my spine and buttox im lucky to not be in a wheel chair 
 the impact hurt worse then the whiplash
 I didn't realize it right away because I was able to arise and walk away
 but that day my back had been injured 

 I stood up a bit in shock dazed and confused

wondering 

 what just happened to me
 I thought to myself contemplating 

 I'm Alive though
 Thank God

 a few bangs bumps bruises and an unforgettable moment to be written down in my history books of stupid things I done living wildly
 I looked around and seen his scooter got barely a scratch dent or ding
 I was like hmm I wonder how I managed that
suddenly  I drew my attention to the ground
  I looked and seen his items were scattered all around 
 the first thing that came to my mind is oh no he's going to kill me
 I quickly gathered up his scattered belongings and swiftly returned his mobile 

  explained what had took me so long and waited for his response 

 it didn't bother him at all like i had worried 

he was like it's just a scooter  you alright
 I spoke before I thought long and hard about it
 I said out loud quickly before I gave his emotions time  to change about what happened 

thought for a nother minute then answered him 

 yes I'm okay a little startled and shocked  I say 
but  none the less 

I'm okay 
sorry that I wrecked your scooter i hope you can forgive me 
 he was like eh well it can be replaced
 and I thought to myself as I stood there silently and was like hmm Okay
 Well I continued on in my life and grew older 

 further down the road my back begin to hurt worse 

 it would  bother me more every time I would bend over or bend down to lift or carry something
everytime i did it never failed  the nerve endings in my back just felt like they were tearing in half 

 I never been one to acknowledge pain even when it's debilitating
 I always just  fight cry for a moment and  and press forward through it 
I don't have much money for medical visits and to pay for doctor appointments so I never went even for and xray
  to see what damage had really been done that day

 in that brief unexpected moment everything changed for my body 

I just didnt know or realize it then 

  later  I took on a career as a caregiver

 God called me into the field and to him  I have always been faithful and obedient to doing his will and full fill my purpose that was my calling 
  But the  more residents I took on the more the pain grew so much stronger and intense 
  After 7 residents to care for my back was through
 Heavy lifting and transferring I could no longer do 

I was devastated i felt useless to God after that 

 I then decided to make the decision to no longer continue in it for a while 
I would  settle down and let my back rest a while

And since I buried my last resident 
I have  been doing small work here on the farm 

It was mine and my husbands hearts to desire to begin one 

So  My husband and I  did
 began on our own well too ( With The Hand of God moving and helping ofcourse ) 

and its not too hard for the most part its easy 

I just struggle with the heavy lifting and my back doesnt always bother me so 

I just keep doing what I can do for farm functioning 
Then  yesterday I was giving my dog max my 15 year old Shiatzu a haircut sitting flat onto the floor
 well I must have  sat too long it seems
 because when I arose wham nerves tore more and floored me 
 now instead of enjoying my normal Sunday morning church and family time
 I was  stuck laying in my bed angry at myself for overdoing it from
thats what i get for not giving my body a limit 
 But trying to do everything that could have waited or been done differently just wasnt in me to do that day 
 but as you know from my reading I never think things through
 I always just ever act and do
 What was I thinking
 I'm getting too old to throw around this tired body like I used to be able to
 its seems The Injury done worst damage than I expected it to

© 2016 Farmgirl


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So true coyote!! "

And yes you do learn to endure it..
And I have learned many lessons from my mistakes from childhood... And they have only made me stronger and wiser.


And... I know your personal experiences have brought forth much strength and spiritual growth also....

:')

Posted 8 Years Ago


Pain. The pain that is forever. We must learn to deal with. Mistakes of youth. Can catch-up with us. I had many Army injuries. I walk in water. Easy way to strengthen body without too much resistance. Thank you for sharing the story. I hope you are feeling better.
Coyote

Posted 8 Years Ago



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