I wrote a previous series called; Before I Tripped Over a Stone. I wanted people to know I had a life before fibromyalgia. I experienced ordinary ups and downs. I did overcome a lot but had built a life, excelled, and was happy. Then I was in a car accident. This was the catalyst for my Fibromyalgia Syndrome. My memory fades at times, but I will do my best to explain what it was like for me after a car accident took my life and turned it upside down.
We will see how this goes!
Let’s start from the beginning on the day I tripped over the fibromyalgia stone…
I was living in Seattle.
It was a beautiful, sunny day in August 1998. I was 30 years old. My (then) fiance and I were on our way to the Human Society to adopt a kitten. We were traveling through a residential area when he very calmly said, “Hold on, Baby: he’s not going to stop.” At that moment I heard metal hitting metal, and I flew forward, my head hitting the windshield, my knees hitting the dashboard as the car spun counterclockwise. When I came to, my head was resting on the open window of the passenger side I was sitting on. My seatbelt had done nothing to save me in this kind of accident, frequently called being “T-boned.” The little two-door Grand Am I was riding in did not stand a chance against the full-sized Tahoe.
I remember the sounds of the fire engine sirens. They were so unbelievably loud! Then a different sound: police sirens, with the high whine of an ambulance siren not far behind. [I suffered from PTSD for many years after the accident, emergency vehicle sirens would set me off!] I remember a fireman asking if we were OK. My fiance kept complaining about his back. [In all fairness, he had been injured on the job and was preparing for a second, back surgery.] I stopped listening. I just wanted out of the car! The Tahoe was blocking my door. It was getting hard to breath. I was starting to panic. I needed out of that car! I looked for an escape through the back of the car; there was no way out! A paramedic started asking me questions. I answered “Yes” and “No” and “Please let me out of this car!” I finally pushed past the paramedic and made my way to the curb. I refused further medical attention. I was just trying to breathe. A police officer made his way to me and said, “You are not fine; you are in shock right now. Your pain will increase; you need to go to the emergency room today.”
I would have never guessed that the pain I would start to feel over my entire body that afternoon would never go away…
~Kim
Kim, once again you have me on the edge of my seat. I loved the before series and I already love the after series. Your life story is truly incredible!
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Awe, thanks Susan. I think your life story is pretty incredible too! I hope I can do this series justice. 💜
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Can’t wait to hear what happened next
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Well Steve, here goes nothing! 😉
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Thank you so very much Kim for sharing your story! I am so happy you are blogging again 🙂
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It’s good to be back!
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I know I know!!!!… no spoilers here though 🙂
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You DO know, thanks for no spoilers!😂🤣😁
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Kim it so refreshing to see you! I’m glad you are writing again!
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Thank you! Had a ‘health’ break! Started with pneumonia then the flu. All better now.💜
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I’ve only just started catching up on that…what a horrible experience 😦
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Oh my darling, I’m so sorry.
Thank goodness you are alive.
I’m grateful for that. so proud of you
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Thank you dearest Wen!💜
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How terrifying! Although I hate that you know the monster named fibromyalgia, I am so glad you are here to share your story with all of us. 💜
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Thank you so very much! We both fight!
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