Tuesday, March 15, 2011

More Of Chapter 1

....."What is your name?," said a paramedic.  Everything was a blur as I lay, stunned in the back of an ambulance.  I couldn't move my legs; although, I did have some feeling in them.  "My name is Ricky Kendall," I muttered.  All I could think is how did I let it go this far?  "This might hurt a little," said another paramedic.  She grabbed my arm and it felt like a bee had stung me.  I grimaced as the IV was inserted into my arm.  "What day is it?," asked the paramedic.  It took a minute for me to come up with the answer because that was the least of my worries at this point. "Wednesday," I said, "I think it's Wednesday."  As I laid there and looked around, all I saw were smiling faces.  All I heard were words of encouragement.  "Don't worry, you are gonna be fine," explained the paramedic.  I had never been to the hospital or anything more than a routine physical so I was anxious, nervous, and scared all at the same time.  I was wearing my favorite Carolina Panther's t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans because I left with only the clothes on my back.  "Do you feel any pain?," I heard.  "No, no pain," I spoke.  I started to feel cold.  It was around that point that I was covered with a blanket.  Different questions were running through my mind.  What is wrong with me? Will I ever be able to walk again?  Is it gonna require major surgery?  It was only just the beginning of my journey.  When we arrived at the hospital, I felt the cold air rush in as the back doors opened.  "Hold on sir, you might feel a little bump," I was told.  Bump! Bump!  There was a tingling sort of pain because my body lifted off of the stretcher with every single bump.  I had a sore on my backside from being immobile for a couple of weeks.  I was rolled into the emergency room or ER hallway and lifted onto a slightly more comfortable hospital stretcher.....

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Chapter 1

     What do you do when things are spinning out of control?  NOTHING! Just like I did.  Things weren't always like this; I wasn't always in this condition.  Luckily for me, and with God looking over me, 911 was called because in a few days, I might have been dead.  I wish I would have known what laid ahead of me.  Maybe I would have been able to prepare myself mentally and physically.  Never take things for granted.  Not that I did but it's a good rule to live by.  We can always make the right calls when we are on the outside looking in.  It becomes a lot more difficult to be rational when our own emotions get in the way.  Every tragic event that happens in life teaches us just how strong we really are.  Had things been easy for me in life, then I would not have known how to survive.