As it was told to me. I was at work and driving in my truck to a job, or so they say, when I was struck by a dump truck at over 50 miles an hour directly on my door. Needles to say I became a ping-pong ball inside my truck. I started having seizures and bleeding. The rescuers called Flight For Life and flew me to the hospital. Life has not been the same since. Rehab has been going on for a long time. I can walk and talk(sometimes stuttering alot), and for all purposes look okay. Have scar on forehead, still will have to deal with the broken neck, arthritis, bone spurs, and chronic + acute pain for the rest of my life. If it was not mor my wife's ability to love, I would be lost. So let's hear it for the caregivers!
