I dont know where to start. 5 years ago October 27th 2018 I got married for my last time. So I thought. Never knew life had different plans for me. After immediately leaving for Gavelston TX as we were gifted a timeshare stay down there. Had an amazing time. Ate so much food and spent a lot of time on the Gulf Coast. Peaceful.
Upon returning, I had to leave for my 1st conference as a newly promoted District Manager of 8 Pizza Huts. I was going to drive to Kokomo, IN to pick up my buddy so we could both fly out. I left my house at 615 AM on November 8th, 2018, but never made it to my buddy.
Unfortunately I have no recollection of the accident, so the next information is solely based off police report.
A semi had backed out across a 2 lane high way around a curve at 650am before sunrise, because he “made a wrong turn”. I did not have enough time for my car to stop. My driver side front end smashed into the metal dropdown bar on the back of the semi trailer, spun and did a 360, and landed on the other side of the semi.
I had no idea what had happened as I woke up in the hospital the next day. Also missing my 1st conference. ):
Waking up to a collar around my neck and staples in my head, while not knowing what happened made me wake up very concerned. My wife then told me I was in an accident and suffered 7 spinal fractures, 3 brain bleeds, and 1 skull fracture. I apparently was lifelined from the accident site to Fort Wayne Lutheren hospital.
The first 6 month of my new District Manager position and I have no car and cant drive due to my brain bleeds. 6 months of limited at home work. This was hard because I love being out i the field working with my team.
Multiple months of physical therapy, counceling, BUT years of wondering what actually happened as I do not remember anything.
Over the last 5 years I have had multiple PTSD episodes, depression, and physical activities that I am limited to. Unfortunately my PTSD has brought my marriage to an end as well. I coulndt bear seeing how differently I was treating my wife and kids. I had to do what was right for them.
Speeding up to today, I still dont have my precious 2016 Ford Mustang black convertable in my garage or driveway. I also have not seen accident pictures because I am scare to see what I almost died in. But that car was my baby. I worked so hard for her and she would ha e been paid off this month.
I know its just a car. A tangible item. I know my life is important too, but I need her (a Mustang) back in my life.
Thanks for anyone that could help. I am gonna keep praying and maybe a miracle will happen one day…