Just needing support.
April 24th, I made the mistake of not watching where I was going, thankfully it was after I already put my baby girl in her car seat so she wasn’t with me when it happened, and I was ran over by a truck in front of my house. It initially hit me and knocked me down but the back tire grabbed my right leg and pulled me under it. I thought that was it. That was the final moments I had with my family on the way to the hospital. My husband breaking every traffic rule to get me there because I didn’t think I had time to wait for an ambulance. In reality if it was my time, I didn’t want to go in front of our home, I didn’t want that for them. I just remember holding my little girls hand while she babbled away telling my husband and her how much I loved them, telling my husband to promise me that he’ll have her know who I was and that I never wanted to leave her. I ended up in the icu followed by multiple hospital stays and more appointments to come. I have multiple broken ribs, a broken back, I had internal bleeding from my liver, a collapsed lung and severe damage to my right leg. That they are still unsure the extent of the damage it has caused to it. Now I’m navigating being a mom, barely able to hold my baby, technically not even supposed to carry her. And be a wife when just getting up and getting myself dressed takes every bit of strength I have. So household chores and dinners everything I devoted myself to be being a wife and a mother was stripped from me. Everyday is a struggle. My husband has stepped up to do both roles as best as he could but you know how that can be. I feel lonely, lost, useless and a burden. But at that same time I’m so blessed to be here to feel these things just because of this little girl I thought I had to say goodbye to forever.