The injuryA Poem by Farmgirla 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
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
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2 Reviews Added on July 17, 2016 Last Updated on July 23, 2016 Tags: All my writing is truth AuthorFarmgirlFarmtown, MOAboutWho I am speaks for itself through my writing and it's up to you on how you choose to perceive me and the way I express freely with my God gifted writing more..Writing
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