This isn't a story.. Or a poem. But this is about me. I was in a terrible accident on New Years (2017) and it left scars on me (physically and mentally) and my family (mentally).
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This is the front of my stomach
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This is my side
· My organs shifted to the right side · My appendix ripped in half · One of my intestines had 2 giant holes · My abdominal wall ripped · a hernia formed on my right side · and my elbow was dislocated
I was put on 15 different antibiotics and different pain killers to help kill infections and numb my pain and to get me to heal and had 12 surgeries in one month. Sadly, I also got withdrawal (when you get addicted to drugs, it makes you go crazy) and my hair fell out.
But honestly, I love myself more than I ever have. I got stronger but I will go in for another surgery. This time it's not about my stomach, but about my ovaries. My CT results from this month came in and I have a cyst in my ovaries so it has to get removed. I'm making it through and I'll try to get stronger everyday.
