This is a day I could’ve lost my leg or maybe even died. It all started with the innocent question, “can I drive the car…” My mom asked me to bring the trash barrel down the driveway and put in the garage, While my sister asked if she could drive the car down the driveway while she was learning how to drive. The weirdest thing about this was when I went in front of the car I felt something bad was gonna happen, I felt the twisting and churning in my stomach like when your scared. I even questioned if I should have walked in front of the car down the driveway. My mom told me to go in front. I walked down the driveway still with twisting and churning in my stomach making me look backwards after every few steps until I got to my garage door. I tried entering the password around three times but it wasn’t working. I was so confused why the password wasn’t working. I was entering in the password one more time when I heard my moms white jeep behind me. I turned around just to see the car coming straight at me. I never thought so quick in my life. I thought of so many ways to make it so I didn’t get extremely hurt. I decided to jump. I jumped so the car wouldn’t hurt my ribs, crush my hip or have something in abdomen seriously injured. I decided to turn in the air so it would hit me in the butt or my upper legs. This quick thinking might have saved my life. The only things that hurt were my lower back, butt and right leg. My sister was screaming and was only able to think about putting the car in reverse. In the process of her going in reverse she hit my mom but my mom was completely okay and only had a bruise on her side. I was standing on my left leg telling my mom I thought my right leg was broken. Looking down at my shin, I realized it was really cut up from the garage being crushed in with my leg and the car. My mom made me lay down and stay still just in case my back was injured as I was trying to tell her it barely hurt but, she didn’t care. My mom told my sister to call 9-1-1. My sister not thinking ran inside to call on the house phone but she had her phone in her hand. My mom had to run around her car to get her phone out of her front seat. My mom sounded scared but she was trying to stay calm. Everything started hurting a lot less because shock kicked in. The ambulance was there in no time at all. Guys were outside of the truck as fast as they could and police officers started questioning my mom. My mom didn’t want to talk until I was okay. My grandma got there and made everything worse. She was yelling at my mom about what happened and was asking my mom how we were going to fix the garage. This is one of the reasons I dislike my grandma. She didn’t care if I was okay and after she yelled at my sister. The EMTs gave me a strong pain medication through my nose because they couldn’t find a vein to put an IV in.

They got me in the ambulance by stretcher, closed the doors, and pulled out of my driveway. The hospital ride was horrible. Every bump felt like an Elephant sitting on my leg and they called me in as a trama four. I didn’t know what that meant but turns out a lot of people tend to you when your a trama four. There were about 20 doctors in one ER. The room was filled with weird looking tools and electronics. Everyone wearing stethoscopes, masks, gloves and gowns. There were needles going into my leg and two IVs going into my arms. The room smelled like a doctors office with everything sanitized. There were voices all around me especially one women trying to talk to me. They were cutting of my shoes and my shorts so it would hurt my leg. My mom was the only person I knew and she was nowhere near me she was in the corner of the room trying to stay out of the way. I was relieved when everyone left the room. My mom asking every once in a while if it hurt a lot. A doctor came in and said I needed to get x-rays. This is one thing I will never forget. They had me moving my leg that was just crushed by a car. They had me turning on my side that was just crushed by a car. It made no sense in my head at the time, but now I understand why they were putting me through this pain. I later found out that day that I would have lost my leg if one of the main beams in the side of the garage didn’t break. That was really scary because I would have never been able to play sports ever again. I would have had to learn how to walk all over again without a leg and get it amputated. The only this that was going through my mind is if I could play football that season. They told me definitely not. I had a hole in my leg and I would have to go to physical therapy to get my leg working better again. The rest of the hospital visit was okay after that. I was in the hospital for three days after that but it was just for pain management. When I got home it was hard because my parents had to work and my sister had school and I had to stay home with my grandma for 2 weeks before I could go back to school. I turned out fine after I went back to school besides the extremely ugly scar on my leg. This wasn’t bad at all because I could’ve died.