i was in an mva on July 31, 2001. I had spent the day doing a new job I loved. I had learned to be a support to the elderly for the Red Cross. I liked it so much infact that i told my boss I wanted to become a nurse. Eighteen years in daycare (E.C.E.) was enough.

I had gone to Orangeville (a small city in Ontario north of Toronto). My son (8 at the time) and I had gone through the KFC drivethru. We were headed north. Homeward bound. It was about 6 p.m. and a truly beautiful summer day. Being a cautious Virgo, I always left several car lengths between me and the car infront of me. I could see that there was a driver in the left turn lane heading south. He turned even though I was travelling at 70 kmph. I knew we'd crash. Heavy traffic gave me no choice. I warned my son and put my right arm out infront of him (better my arm than his head). I kept my eye on him at impact. I saw his head hit my arm and his small body fly off the seat (yes, we wore seatbelts). I hit my left front forehead, then bounced back into the headrest, then forward agian into the steering wheel breakin my nose. The hospital made sure nothing was broken and sent me home with percoset. a few days later I believe I had a seizure or convulsion of somekind. CAT was ordered. Nothign. MRI was ordered and still nothign. It was weeks before I remembered all the details and I've suffered a contiuos headache, ringing in my ears, my perscription glasses were doubled for each eye and my knees don't stay put anymore. I have regular physio and chiro care. It's been 6 mos. and not one test has shown anything. I can hardly wait to do my neuro-psyche even though I'm scared to know. I graduated college with honours and the college course I took in the spring showed an A+ average. Now I can't do my son's grade three homework. Nothing has shown but I can't do a lot. When it comes down to it all I do is look at my kids and know miracles do exsist. They told me I'd never have them. One ovary and the tube shot by an ectopic pregnancy. I beat the odds all three times. I am greatful for the chance to still be here with them.. Yeah it stinks that I may not be a nurse or even able to work. I do'nt care. I have my family and nothign else matters.

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