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Hello Chris,
I suspect you are slowly recovering after such traumatic injuries. You will prevail. Time is a good friend right now.
I was in a similar circumstance after I rode a jet off of the end of a runway that had a 90 foot drop off at the end that I was unaware of.
The cabin and cockpit of the aircraft "accordion-ed" and it took rescuers 3 hours to cut us out. I was finally medivac'd to a trauma center where I spent the next three weeks in a drug induced comma.
The only thing on my body that was not pinned, screwed, casted, wired, was my right wrist; everything else was in a state of destruction. I was breathing from a trek tube because my jaw was broke in five different places and both palates were split in half. Completely wired closed. Feeding came via stomach tubes.
Literally half my face had no nerve function and the skin hung like meat from a meat hook. Even if I could, I refused to go out of my hospital room for fear of scaring a child.
I too was in a wheelchair for 3-4 months with another 3 months visiting a rehab facility trying to learn to walk again. My orthopedic surgeon confided that he was going to remove my feet but figured he had nothing to loose.
I also have a titanium blanket inserted for a left eye socket and I have roughly 10 small steal plates in my face and head held together with roughly 50 screws.
After three weeks in the ICU and a week in "step down" they transferred me to a rehabilitation hospital. When we got there and they were rolling me in on a gurney, I remember the receiving doctor asking, "what the hell am I suppose to do with him". I was devastated. Anyway, I was out of there within three days thanks to my bride who insisted I needed to go home to heal. She was right.
They set my room up with all the fancy medical apparatus and had a nurse come in every morning to do IV's and medications.
Initially I found it was tougher on the caretakers then it was on me. I would even unknowingly take advantage of my caregivers, even my bride. That was the wrong thing to do. You have to be the most positive force amongst everyone. Their lives are changing more than yours and you have to remain positive so that they remain focused. I can't say enough about that.
Anyway, it took months but I was able to walk again, and then able to drive my tractor around the yard and soon, I was able to ride my bike. Long story short, I was able to run my sled again, in between back operations to install screws and pins after a cadaver spinal fusion.
Plenty of hope for a great recovery if you want it to be that way.
Send me a PM if you want to shoot the bull...
Take care and good luck. Keep the spirit up.
Chaos