Chunkydunks
17-02-2010, 20:08
I've been wondering why DH has been a bit dispondent today. We were talking about it only yeasterday and I completely forgot until now.
Its 8 years since the accident today.
he was heading up to the croc farm near Rockhampton with 3 of his friends. The guy driving has always been a bit of a car nut and got cocky on the road doing fishies and carrying on. The dirt road hadn't been graded in a while and DH called out from the back seat that maybe he should take it easy.
"I'm in control" come the answer back.
Not a minute later they were heading straight for a tree because he wasn't watching what he was doing, crossed to the wrong side of the road nearly hitting a car that had just come around the corner. its estimated they hit the tree at about 70km.
Yep.....really in control.
The driver and his girlfriend were fine. Air bags saved them.
DH and the other back seat passenger weren't so lucky.
DH ended up with 3 crushed vertebrae, a perferated bowel, bruised liver and sleen and several broken ribs, one of which punctured his lung causing it to collapse.
The other guy had nearly idetical internal injuries to DH but because of his bigger built didn't get the broken ribs or vertebrae. It has now been discovered that he sustained a fractured hip that went unnoticed.
The other guy was flown straight to RBH because they thought he was in worse condition. Dh was taken to Rockhampton Base.
To this day we don't know why but they never once put him in any sort of brace that could have lessened the severity of his scholiosis. They also had him up and walking 3 weeks after the accident. No wehre near enough time for the fractures to begin to heal. This is said to be another facture to the issues.
He had part of his bowel removed which still causes issues now. He was very lucky that his spleen didn't rupture and there are still lots of on going problems with breathing because of the punctured lung. That rib still digs in on the bad days.
When he come out of hospital there was talk of the driver (still pretending to be mates out of what we see now is guilt) paying for medical costs and what not but every time there was yet another GP appointment there was never an offer of money. Every time there were more meds to buy there was nothing. It was never a genuine offer. He was just trying to make himself feel better.
The driver and his now wife go on and lead their normal life. They're both able to work, they're paying off a house and he has his big flash car that he still drives around in life he's invincible. He just hasn't learnt. Not one bit.
DH. There is little hope of him holding down a full time job due to the fact that there are days when he can't even get out of bed. He trys so hard and has dreams of getting back into the work force but my doubts of him handeling it are always there.
He loves DS so much and would do anything for him. But running around and playing with his own son is even to hard the majority of the time. He can't even pick DS up now. He tries to teach him things like how to play footy or cricket and withing 10 minutes he's in so much pain he has to stop. You can't explain this to a child who already knows too much about pain.
We live pay to pay on our benefits, forever sturggling to keep up with the finacial burden of his medical costs. It never seems to end.
And then, always in the back of our minds is what the specialist have told us. The inevitability of him ending up in a wheelchair. When will that day come? As things keep going down hill you can't help but wonder if its sooner rather than later.
I normally wouldn't cry talking about our situation but when you put it all together like that and then add just how wonderful and scott free the driver.....a so called friend..... come out of it, it hurts. It hurts like hell.
Its 8 years since the accident today.
he was heading up to the croc farm near Rockhampton with 3 of his friends. The guy driving has always been a bit of a car nut and got cocky on the road doing fishies and carrying on. The dirt road hadn't been graded in a while and DH called out from the back seat that maybe he should take it easy.
"I'm in control" come the answer back.
Not a minute later they were heading straight for a tree because he wasn't watching what he was doing, crossed to the wrong side of the road nearly hitting a car that had just come around the corner. its estimated they hit the tree at about 70km.
Yep.....really in control.
The driver and his girlfriend were fine. Air bags saved them.
DH and the other back seat passenger weren't so lucky.
DH ended up with 3 crushed vertebrae, a perferated bowel, bruised liver and sleen and several broken ribs, one of which punctured his lung causing it to collapse.
The other guy had nearly idetical internal injuries to DH but because of his bigger built didn't get the broken ribs or vertebrae. It has now been discovered that he sustained a fractured hip that went unnoticed.
The other guy was flown straight to RBH because they thought he was in worse condition. Dh was taken to Rockhampton Base.
To this day we don't know why but they never once put him in any sort of brace that could have lessened the severity of his scholiosis. They also had him up and walking 3 weeks after the accident. No wehre near enough time for the fractures to begin to heal. This is said to be another facture to the issues.
He had part of his bowel removed which still causes issues now. He was very lucky that his spleen didn't rupture and there are still lots of on going problems with breathing because of the punctured lung. That rib still digs in on the bad days.
When he come out of hospital there was talk of the driver (still pretending to be mates out of what we see now is guilt) paying for medical costs and what not but every time there was yet another GP appointment there was never an offer of money. Every time there were more meds to buy there was nothing. It was never a genuine offer. He was just trying to make himself feel better.
The driver and his now wife go on and lead their normal life. They're both able to work, they're paying off a house and he has his big flash car that he still drives around in life he's invincible. He just hasn't learnt. Not one bit.
DH. There is little hope of him holding down a full time job due to the fact that there are days when he can't even get out of bed. He trys so hard and has dreams of getting back into the work force but my doubts of him handeling it are always there.
He loves DS so much and would do anything for him. But running around and playing with his own son is even to hard the majority of the time. He can't even pick DS up now. He tries to teach him things like how to play footy or cricket and withing 10 minutes he's in so much pain he has to stop. You can't explain this to a child who already knows too much about pain.
We live pay to pay on our benefits, forever sturggling to keep up with the finacial burden of his medical costs. It never seems to end.
And then, always in the back of our minds is what the specialist have told us. The inevitability of him ending up in a wheelchair. When will that day come? As things keep going down hill you can't help but wonder if its sooner rather than later.
I normally wouldn't cry talking about our situation but when you put it all together like that and then add just how wonderful and scott free the driver.....a so called friend..... come out of it, it hurts. It hurts like hell.