Thank you everyone for your words of health and wishes, they mean so much to me right now. This is the hardest thing I have ever gone through. I will try to answer some of your questions.
First, details I suppose.
I was driving my friend Deva home as a favor; honestly I wasn’t even supposed to have been on that road, as it was a bit out of my way. As we approached an intersection high on Haleakala Highway, the car I was following suddenly swerved right.
And that’s when I saw bright lights.
The crash was deafening, but not as deafening as Deva’s screaming.
Amidst her screams my car spun as the airbags deployed and the seatbelts held firm. When I finally realized what happened, I had pain through my chest (broken sternum) and could barely breathe. I focused everything I could into one thing, which was to inch my fingers into my right pants pocket and draw out my celphone to call 911. I wasn’t fully calm at the time of course…
A man came by and pulled Deva from the car through her window. My engine was on fire. A nurse happened to have been on the road, leaving work I guess, and came to hold my hand. My right hand was covered in blood.
A cop put the engine fire out.
Eventually I was told my ankle looked broken, and emergency personnel arrived to eventually cut me out of my car. They laid me on the road and I think straightened my leg…I remember screaming.
I was taken to Maui Memorial Hospital where a catheter (ow) was put in me so I could pee, and gone through some testing. Six hours later I was flown via coast guard to Oahu and the Queen Kapiolani hospital where I had 6 hours of surgery for my hip and leg. I’m sure I have plates and screws in me now. For two days I was in ICU where my mom said I was asleep 95% of the time, and I muttered things like, “Mom, come around the glass…I can’t see you through the broken glass” and “Deva’s screaming”. I guess I was having nightmares.
I spent two weeks in the hospital there, passed out twice when attempting to sit up in/from bed, contacted an attorney who flew in from Maui to see me here that very day, lots of trials and barriers… My mom has been flying in every week to spend some days with me at a time. Every time she flies back I cry. Yeah, I’m 25 but heck, I want my mom. She’s a comfort to me.
Right now I have my friend’s laptop and connected to the WiFi here in rehab.
Learning to walk, to put on clothes, etc., is so hard. I feel depression setting in. My right leg is complete non-weight-bearing. Useless.
I crave Maui. Home. Some normalcy. But I’m days away from that at best.
I remember someone asking if things can be sent to me. Flowers are a no, but cards probably could, just don’t know how much longer I’ll be here. I know I’ll be here past Wednesday or so. If you PM me I can tell you my room number here and the name of the hospital, but I don’t know the address here right now.
Thank you everyone, so much. I’m trying so hard, and it’s painful, so hard. I will be in touch thanks to my best friend here and his laptop, he’ll be leaving it here with me. If I missed any questions, let me know, and I’ll answer them if I can.
-Shane, AKA Maui Lion