Monday, October 30, 2006

A year of hell, and a lifetime to remember it

Answer the phone...where are you guys? It doesn't take this long to get to the airport...

Miraj, answer your phone, have you heard from mom and dad...

where are you guys, how come you aren't answering the phone???

Ankit, Jigar, Nirav, anyone around??? It's nice out, but I don't want to wait at the airport

Where are you guys, somethings up...where do I go, what do I do now...come one, answer the phone...

Hello? What? How? You saw the calls on the phone...where are they taking them, thank you thank you...oh god...hospital...

Hello..my mom, she's in the emergency room...yes Doctor, I'll understand, yes, I'm old enough...critical condition, what does that mean?? open fractures...oh god...

Miraj, finally...dad's at Loyola...mom's at Alexian brothers...you go to to Loyola, i'll get to mom...Ankit, finally...come pick me up...there's been an accident...I don't know, just come get me...

Morphine...can't you tell she's in pain, give her something, what's wrong with you people!! No mom, how did this happen...you're just lying here, it's like your body is crushed, so many bones broken...

Yes doctor, I agree, lets transfer her to Loyola, my dad is there, haven't talked to my brother yet...everyone you guys go home...it's late you have to work...thanks...I'll call you

you need to what? yes, we understand, do what you need to do, don't waste time...

dad's doing okay? when can we see him? mom's more serious...you saw dad, he's doing okay? I can't see him yet?? why not...

And so on went the worst night of my life...the night that my parents got into a car accident coming to pick up me up the airport...a freak accident...feeling lost in the leg, hit the wrong petal...a car and a light post get in the way, but the brick wall did all the damage...

2 broken ankles, crushed heels, and a broken arm for my mom...a broken leg, two broken wrists, a broken collarbone, and a possible vertebrae injury for my dad...that's a lot of freakin bones...but nothing internal...lucky...

What ensued was the worst time of my life, with trips to Chicago coming in wholesale chunks...arguements with hosptial people...god dammit, the man is asking for water...give him water!!! WHy can't you understand that if you give someone 10 pills, they are going to have side effects!!! Home?? Home?? how they hell are they even going to go to the bathroom!!! what are you talking about?

You can rent hospital beds? there are people who'll come in a stay at our house full time? saviors...wow, look at all the nurses and therepists coming and going...wonderful people...

Insurance coverage is going to end?? are you kidding!! yes, we'll pay whatever we have to, just keep it going!

airport delays...again...

friends...family...you're all so wonderful...Uncle please go see my dad, he's losing it, and I can't get home...please...thank you...


Life's getting back to normal, or as close as it'll ever be...but it could have been much worse...and we were lucky. Everyone isn't so lucky...many of you, like me, have known people who've passed away in traffic accidents, and hopefully it's a reminder...my parents are a reminder for me, and I need to think about them more often (yes, I know, I still do stupid things with my car)...

look what can happen...just look...
photos.yahoo.com/mmparikh79 (click on "accident")

1 Comments:

Blogger Manisha said...

Thankfully your parents survived the accident. But understandably the stressful recovery -- not just theirs, but yours too, must still be painful sometimes. Hopefully writing about it and talking about it with your friends is helping with this recovery. I can't imagine what you went through or what you're going through now, but I hope you know that you can rely on me, and probably most of your other friends, if you need to vent and just want someone to listen.

8:53 PM  

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