• I remember my mother's face... And a sterile hallway

    • My first memory, I've learned happened when I was 18 months old.


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      My mother's face. At the time I didn't have the words to discribe it, nor did I know or understand the emotions to go with it. I did know it was terrifying. White walls. White, sterile floors. My screams echoed and my mom just watched, her face like stone. Only now do I understand what she must have been feeling and how she tried to keep a straight face and not fall apart in front of me. Dispite my cries, I was taken and tied down to a gurny. I remember seeing a swinging door as it came closer. The speed of life slowed, as we entered, but my terrified heart still sped. I still have nightmares where the world runs in slow motion and I still can't stop it. Even the voices are slurred and deep. I don't know what they are saying and I'm fighting everything. Stop it! Stop! The colors and lights are spinning. Stop the spinning! I'm dizzy. Slurred, slow voices...

       
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    jess said:
    That picture breaks my heart! How were you burned?
    posted over 2 years ago
    colorfuljacksons said:
    Aww. I wasn't burned. I had a congenital defect that needed to be corrected with surgery. They handle things much better nowadays.
    posted over 2 years ago
    jess said:
    Oh. I read Shriners and saw the pics of your legs in the casts and jumped to conclusions. How awful!
    posted over 2 years ago
    colorfuljacksons said:
    Oh! Yes, Shriners also does burns, but I was in the orthopeadic "hospital for crippled children." I was simply born with a very common hip dysplasia, but the family doc didn't catch it and I wasn't diagnosed in time for all the non invasive treatments to help, thus, I was admitted to the hospital for a few years and had my hips reconstructed. All this is not so bad or tramatic for children anymore because they don't separate the children from their parents. Back then, the child was taken away and parents were not allowed to stay with their children. I imagine there is a whole messed up generation in which I belong to. : )
    posted over 2 years ago

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