The beginning of my journey

     My car accident was on July 24, 2010.  I was in the hospital for two and a half weeks before I woke up from a coma. I was in the ICU at Macon Medical Center for three weeks.  Afterward, I was moved to a regular hospital room for a week.  I hated being in a hospital. The food was good, though.  They had a trach and feeding tube in me.  While I was in the coma they put me on a ventilator.  They had to sew the trach in my throat because I kept trying to pull it out.  I had a feeding tube in my nose to begin with but had to switch to a feeding tube in my stomach.  I was told I kept throwing my covers off while I was in the ICU.  They only had a hospital gown on me so everyone kept trying to keep my blanket down.  I couldn't underwear till I was in a regular room. I had a catheter in me so I could not put underwear on.  The catheter hurt like the worst pain of my life.  It was the most painful thing I have ever experienced, it was even worse when they took it out.
     When I first woke up I thought I had Malaria. When someone asked why I was in the hospital I told them I had Malaria.  It  took a week and half to convince me that I had a car wreck and a brain injury.  The doctor even had to talk to me a couple of times so I would believe I had a brain injury. I just did not want to believe it.  My parents stayed in Macon the whole three weeks I was in Macon Medical Center.  My family and friends were there the whole time.  Nick was also there the whole time.  He was there for ten days straight until my parents made him go to work.  We were all afraid he was going to lose his job.  Luckily, his work was understanding through all of it.  My aunts, uncles, and cousins were there nonstop.  Everyone was so afraid I was not going to make it.  I had a lot of prayers going up for me.  I never knew so many people cared.  I am so thankful for everyone that was there for me.
     I did some physical therapy at Macon Medical Center.  Their whole goal was to get me to walking again since I was in a hospital bed for so long my muscles were very weak.  They took my trach out before I left Macon Medical Center.  All I could talk about was my cats while I was in the hospital.  I started off writing to everyone because I could not talk.  I could not write fast enough to say all that I wanted to say.  Once I could talk again I talked for 24 hours straight.  I was so happy about seeing everyone and was just glad to be alive.  My mom stayed with me while I was in the regular room at Macon Medical Center.  The day they said I could leave was so exciting.  At first I was disappointed because I wanted to see my cats.  But I liked Shepherd!  They sent me to Shepherd Spinal Center when they released me.