I'm a C-7 quad...wtf does that mean? (lol) I broke my neck in a car accident back in '92. I was 16. It was March 13, Friday the 13th, and I needed a ride home from school. My truck's head had blown and my Mom had dropped me off that morning. The driver decided to show off and lost control of the truck I was in the cargo area of...He slammed through 2 cut off telephone poles and ended up against a brick wall. I went flying into the rear of the cab. My head went through the rear window and my body hit the medal frame below the window...my body came to a rest on the floor of the cargo area. As I sat there shaking my head back and forth saying "I can't get up...I CAN'T GET UP" no one knew I had broke my 5th,6th, and 7th vertebrae in my neck and would be in a wheelchair for...what is it now....16 years! I know it sounds a bit of the wall...ok...just plain F%$#in' weird, but I would not take back the fact that I had the accident! The knowledge gained, even at such high of a price, I wouldn't trade for anything! That doesn't mean I don't have days I HATE my gimpy life, but the good out weights the bad and there are people who have FULL use of their bodies that I thank God that I'm not them...you know! People who have no clue what’s important! People that make me say "Whewwww...I'm glad I’m only physically disabled! Jackass!"
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