Well, some guy in an Ford F250 "that didn't take his meds" just starts coming into on coming traffic. By the time I tried moving and looked back, all I saw was his white hood fixing to hit me. We hit head on and the dash ended up in my chest. They had to cut me out. Being traped with all the pain is a feeling I'll never forget!
All in all, I didn't come out of it to bad. The fact that I was in my F150 saved my life. Took them a while to get me out. My left knee was tangled in my dash and I had no idea where my right foot was. I ended up with a completly smashed up right foot and ankle. Have surgery on it Wed. and hair line brakes in my left foot. All other stuff is minor. Cuts and bruses. I'm home now with both legs in some kind of case and boots. They have to let the swelling go down until they do anything with either of them. I'm hating that I can't move much and my family has to do everything for me. Anyway, looks like the boat will stay parked for a while now. I also feel so bad because we were leaving for a week vacation this morning.My kids were so looking forward to it. Well now it also looks like a new truck is coming my way, although I would rather had keeped my old one for this not to have happened.
Anyway, all is well now, I'm just laying here messed up and hoping everything heals up correct and soon.
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