STRUGGLE

I was 18 years old when I giving my +2 exams. I belonged to a poor family where good boys always try to help there parents. About 3 years ago I made a bike accident and I sustained a lot of injuries. The list is a bit long. Don't get scared. I'm perfectly fine now. Radius ulna of my right arm were fractured. The wrist was fractured. Shoulder bone and collarbone were fractured. My whole ribcage got fractured, and because of the rib cage injury, lungs and liver were badly injured. I couldn't breathe. I lost you renal bowel control, that's why I have to wear the bag wherever I go but that injury that changed me and my life completely.

Many people came to rescue me. They gave me CPR.

And now there was this debate going on. Should we keep it here he is going to die? Where should we go. There was a car standing in the corner of the street. They said put him in the back of the car, and take him to the hospital, which is 1hours away from this place. And I still remember that bumpy ride I was all broken. That is where I realized that my half body was fractured. I finally ended up in a hospital where I stayed for 1 and a half months. I underwent multiple surgeries. Doctors have put a lot of titanium in my arm. There is a lot of titanium at my back to fix my back.

Sometimes I wonder how it is easy to me to describe all this all over again. And somebody has rightly said that when you share story, and it doesn't make you cry that means you have healed.