I was sent home after four weeks with no physical therapy. When I got home I was devastated, my children's room looked like a tornado hit it and so were my children. I had to get on that dirty floor and clean and I was in so much pain. my mother had no idea what taking care of children was. Look who's talking, after the wreck neither did i.

Well on with life HA. for several years had to sit in a wheelchair, or use a walker, or crutches. When using the walker or crutches, I spent most of my time on the floor until I could not get out of a wheelchair. I struggled with emotional and physical pain. I didn't understand, I thought I was losing my mind. I had never been suicidal before, but I did become suicidal. I was so messed up physically and mentally. I had to spend a lot of time in the hospital and I don't remember going in. One time I went to the hospital, my doctor said I would never walk I got a second and third opinion and they all said the same thing. however, I told the doctors that I would walk, so help my. I had my mind set on walking again I was going to walk again even if it killed me. I went through a lot of physical therapy pain, and agony. In a month of determination and will power after seven years I walked, and my doctors said, "Most people that are in your condition, to be able to walk usually takes six months to a year." They said "We were amazed it only took you one month.

I went home and started experiencing life again, but everything was to confusing I still had no idea how to live life. so I had to go back unto the hospital. then, I spent five months in the state hospital. it was a horrifying experience. My doctors were treating me for mental disorder, not for a head injury. I was having seizures and no one knew it. What made it worse is, that the court took my children away because they said I was "crazy" no one was there for me or my children. I had no family well no family that cared enough to help. My children were never given back to me.

Five years later, I went to a doctor and told him what a friend of mind told me. I told the doctor about the seizures that I didn't remember, and he gave me medicine for my head instead of a mental disorder. My seizure slowed way down my head got clearer and the suicidal thoughts stopped.

Now I'm attending school. I've got my high school diploma and my development degree. I'm going for my A.A. degree, and now I'm grad in June. Then on to my Bachelors Degree in Civil Engineering.

I was told, because of my head injury I would never learn, but I'm on the National Deans List and Phi Cheta Kappu Humar Society, I'm still struggling and it takes me longer to do what should come easy but I'm doing it