A Different Anniversary

Today it is exactly 23 years since I was hit in a road traffic accident. It wasn't a hit-and-run, though the driver, by all accounts, was possibly going too fast. However, you don't expect to see pedestrians crossing a six-lane dual carriageway at night, still less do you expect to see one picking herself up off the floor in the fast lane! Apparently I dented the car when I landed first on the roof and then on the bonnet... luckily for me, I don't remember it.

I broke my leg in three places, my pelvis in four places, my shoulder-blade, I had head injuries, and needed a transfusion of six units of blood (that's about five pints or so out of the eight we normally have!) I then developed a fat embolism which hit the lungs, but they couldn't give me any blood-thinning agents because of the bleeding. And I woke up a week later.

I do feel rather sorry for my Guardian Angel... He certainly drew the short straw when they were allocating the souls to be looked after! But at least that time he had Our Lady of Lourdes to help him!