down the road (excerpts)

table of contents

1.   whirligig

2.   the road

3.   foggy daze

4.   accident related

5.   rehab

6.   diagnosis

7.   memory loss

8.   changes

9. a new life

10. reading

11.   music

12.   writing

13.   painting

14.  the thought

15.   acceptance

down the roaddecadesschooledthe artisthome

 

2. the road 

 

on the side of the road
my body
was tensed with pain
if another car or truck came crashing into us
i could not have moved to save my life
or to save rebekah either

oh god oh god

so much pain
oh god too much

and then
everything got quiet
i felt like i was becoming a part of the breeze
flowing through the leaves and weeds

i was going out to everywhere
and whatever made me who i was
that made me different from being the road or a tree
took me through its boundaries
and carried me through all of those in between spaces
to where it was peaceful and free

ah

and then
i heard rebekah calling me
mommy mommy
yes bekah
mommy
she was crying
i wanted to reach for her
no use
could not move
all i wanted to do was stay with her
and not leave her
and comfort and hold her
we laid there on the road
together
until lights flashed my eyes shut
and they took me away

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i could not understand what was happening
everything was confusing and muffled

too bright
too fast

cold metal

help

breathe

where is rebekah
someone kept saying stay with us

then i heard bekah’s voice
coming from somewhere out there
she sounded like a little bell far away
like a ringing little bell
singing into my heart
live
i need you
live mommy
i love you

oh god
pain
i went from one place to another
terrified tubes would be put down my throat
terrified doctors would cut on me
and i would know it

someone said my blood gasses were okay
temperature was okay too
later the one story brick country clinic released me
i have no memory of leaving

i did not know how lucky we were
that rebekah was alive and that i had my legs
until some time later
when we went to see the van 

 

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it looked like a bomb had gone off in the back of the van
the custom built bench where rebekah was resting
her head propped up on a pillow as she read
was splintered chaos

there was this tiny triangle where
my legs must have been trapped
metal was crushed in all around this tiny little triangle
one of my sandals was stuck in the metal
my eyes welled up
i was overcome and began to cry
how could my legs have fit in there
bekah said they didn't
your other leg was over and behind
the big hump of metal
between the front seats
your back was laying on top of it

oh

someone explained later that the car that hit us
was going down the two lane highway
some where between 55 and 80 miles per hour
there weren’t any skid marks
which meant the driver never put on his brakes 

the force of the crash
sent our 3/4 ton van up into the air
it flew back from the car that hit us
and landed about ten feet away
when it came crashing down on its nose
the rear rocked
and slammed the back of the van onto the ground
with so much force i was sure another car had hit us
but it hadn't
it was the sudden stop back down to earth
i felt

that day on his way home
the same late afternoon sun streaked through
the other driver's windows too
he left behind his wife and three small children
investigators figured alcohol or drugs wasn’t a factor
maybe he had a heart attack or a stroke
or he might have fallen asleep at the wheel
he had been working a lot of overtime
i heard he and his wife were saving
to open a pastry shop in town

when the accident happened
my boys were in new york visiting their dad
matt had turned thirteen the year before
and had decided to go live with his dad for awhile
he wanted a chance to get to know him better
that was the first year the boys had ever been apart
they were missing each other
they wanted to spend some 
male bonding time together
so steve left a couple of weeks earlier
and rebekah was set to join them upstate soon

the day of the crash
matt was graduating the eighth grade
when he got the news
your mom and your sister have been in an accident
you’d better go home
he ran all of the way
not knowing if we were alive or dead

 

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my sister must have called the boys
i remember hearing their sweet voices
and thinking
maybe i will never see my sons again

no

that was too much
that could not happen
i had to see them again

hearing the voices of my children
calling me
gave me hope

they were my lifeline
their love kept me from sinking
into the confusion and pain
and filled me with the strength and determination
to survive

gritting through the indescribable pain
had created an unusual comfort
when i thought about dying as an alternative
to what i was living through
it all seemed like such a quiet welcome relief
and yet i willed
to hear rebekah's voice
to see matt and steve and hold them again
and see their smiling eyes once more

they were so young
they would have been so sad
being left like that
it was unthinkable

i had to keep trying to get better

the boys did not know how bad things were
when they came home that summer
none of us did
they were relieved to hear i was alive
they thought everything must be okay
no broken bones
the hospital let me go
so everything must have been okay

but everything wasn't okay

i got lost in my mind
in all that pain
and there i stayed

some time later
i started to shake all over
and went to an emergency room
no-one knew what was wrong
they did not know my brain was swelling
brain swelling did not give me a temperature
brain swelling did not show up
in my blood gasses either
it could not be seen by shining a light into my eyes

a nurse told me to pee in a cup
then she disappeared behind some glass or a curtain
her steps down that hall echoed all of my hopes
someone was going to help me
but when she came back she glared at me and said
you'd better pee in that cup or i'll put a catheter in you

i was already so afraid
in so much pain
she did not know
to her i was taking too much time
being difficult
i smiled and tried to pee
i was telling my body what to do
but it wasn't listening
i was nervous and in so much pain
the thought of more
made me panic

my sister cynthia got me something to drink
finally enough ran out of me
for the sample cup
brain swelling did not show up in my urine either
i guess they figured i was okay
because they sent me home

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without good insurance or a doctor who knew me
i was left to the mercy and suspicion of the very people
i relied on for my survival
at the time i didn't understand why this was so
but i felt it
and it was disturbing and incredibly frustrating

while all of this was going on
pain kept slamming me head on
back to reality
i knew
there was no way my body could hold it all
it would eventually break through
and then it did
i started shaking all over again
cold gripped me
right through my bones
i went back to the emergency room
i do not remember what they did
i think they gave me a shot
they did not understand how serious
the accident had been
they sent me home too
i think this was when someone referred me
to the brain injury department of the hospital

during this time rebekah was in terrible bad pain
her back was completely bruised
and she was black and blue
on one side of her body from top to bottom
her nose was broken and her lip was cut
her face was also bruised and swollen

as her little body slowly began to heal
she tried her best to get on with everyday life
but i could see
she was becoming increasingly frustrated
i could see
the fear in her eyes
i told the doctors my daughter wasn’t the same
she was in pain
but no one listened and
no one helped her

that summer
rebekah met up with her dad and brothers
on crutches
and i stayed inside thinking
one day maybe
maybe one day
i won't wake up anymore
and this will all be over

one day maybe
maybe one day
i will wake up and be back to myself again

but that one day never came
a part of me stayed on that patch of road
in those trees
and i never got it back

 

 

 

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