LUCKY???

  

 

 

“You’re lucky she is even here,”

They heard the doctor sigh.

“Did all we could…but I fear,

She very well might die.”

 

 

“Injuries were horrendous.

Her body may not cope.

The blood loss was tremendous.

I can’t give you much hope.”

 

 

“Multiple compound fractures,

And severely bruised heart;

Right lung collapsed from punctures;

Still,….THAT….is just a start….”

 

 

“Lower leg was crushed and cooked.

We’re forced to amputate.

There’s more surgeries to book,

But they will have to wait.”

 

 

“Sternum, ribs, arms, lower back…

Ankle, wrists, hands and knees…

Broken and crushed; one hip cracked.

There’s even more than these”

 

 

“Femur completely shattered,

Muscles torn and tattered.”

 

 

“Must have been quite a wreck,

She also broke her neck.”

 

 

“Drug allergies prevent us

Prescribing meds for pain.

So, we’ll keep her comatose.

That seems the most humane.”

 

 

Three weeks in intensive care,

They leaned on each other.

Uniting in fervent prayer,

“Please don’t take our mother.”

 

 

In answer to words spoken,

My spirit was sent back…

In body badly broken,

To keep their faith on track.

 

 

In a coma, you can hear

Voices and what is said;

Feel the touch of loved ones near

As they gently stroke your head.

 

 

“She’s so lucky!” voices churned,

Determined, I resolved…

When I awoke they would learn,

There was no luck involved.

 

 

Speeding driver, drunk and high,

At the scene, he did die.

 

 

But I sit here wracked with pain,

My whole life forever changed.

 

 

Hope this poem will make you think.

When you drive, please don‘t drink.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Lately, 2 years after, I have started having flashbacks of that head-on collision and of being in ICU. Many other things happened at both scenes that I didn't mention in this poem, as well as a few of the other injuries. And again, I have started thinking of what my loved ones went through. So, since my therapy is to write, I wrote this. Hopefully it will cause some people to think about what can happen if they drink then drive.

Reviews

[Manie]

This is definitely one of the most very well written, descriptive, heartfelt poems I've read in a very long time. Definitely enough to make almost anyone's eyes tear up. It's also enough to make most sensible people sit back and think about their actions and how their negligence can ruin lives. Very well written!

[Kay/Hayden]

I'm going to show my mother this poem. Sadly, she is an ex-covncint for impaired driving. I hope this poem could turn her around. Have a great Thanksgiving! -Ka

[Ellen Hammond]

Thank you! I wrote this poem with the hope that it may make at least one person think before they decide to drive after drinking. Hope your mother will be that one. Happy Thanksgiving to you too.

[Akshat♥]

In life luck is a important factor...
You have done great in your work but if you do not have a luck by your side...
the raise is automatically less...
Nice poem...inspiring !!

[Andy Ruffett]

It's a terrible thing, drinking and driving, and people really need to realize how awful it is. Compelling poem and very well written. People really need to take others lives into account and what sort of damage they're causing by driving intoxicated. It's a terrible thing and no one should have to face it.

[KAREN]

Oh My! Great poem! Everyone needs to read this!!!!!

[Tate Morgan]

very sad soo very sad

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

So true, it scare me so much , wish many would listen to your words, Yossi

[Susie Q]

Ellen, I believe not a living soul could have said it better. I think MOTHERS AGAINST DRUNKI DRIVING should post this for all to see and read. I , just as you stated, LUCK has nothing to do with it and we were left here for a reason. GOD only knows! I truly understand what our family goes through and how they help carry us through a terrible event in our life. So glad your therapy is writing for all too see. TAKE CARE, SWEET LADY, WHAT AN INSPIRATION YOU ARE!

[Christina May Shanaberg]

Oh, my God! When I was a senior in high school, my mother had a similar accident. Praise our Lord and Savior that you were, both, returned to us from your pain and suffering. My Mom is "Susie Q," on this site. My policy is call me, anytime, day or night, if you are too drunk to drive, and I will come pick you up, but don't call me from jail!! Take you time to read us and review us; our words will live, when we have taken our last breath. Oops, I almost forgot; I loved the poem!!!

[marcie]

I wish this poem could be printed out and put on the bar of every establishment that sells alcohol. The message is clear and if it makes one person call a taxi instead of driving that would be another one saved. I also didnt realise this had happend to you and you must be super-human to have come through all this. You truely are one of lifes fighters. xxx