Do you ever have days when you feel like your life is one long spiral downward? And no matter how hard you fight you are just getting sucked down. Maybe it will be almost a relief to be sucked to the bottom - it's got to end there - right?
Okay I get really down when I work in rehab too much. I mean waaay down. I see all these lives shredded. A young man with a 1 year old baby. He's girlfriend is going to take care of him. Yep that's what she says. His dad tells us on the side - he is pretty sure that is not going to happen. Dad was right. Girlfriend had no idea what is involved in taking care of a quad. She cannot raise a one year old and take care of the quad too. She is gone now.
Another young man. Drunk off his ass and tried to drive home. Ended up eating dirt with his face out the window. His young sweet wife (also with a small child at home) is way past the "Please God let him live" part. He lived he is a quad as well. Now she is in the anger "why did you F*#@! up our life?" It's not just h is life that is fubar. So is hers and the her kids'. You have got to give her credit. She is sticking around. But there is all this tension in the room. She knows what she is facing. But how can you get pissed at a quad?
Then you get the 40 female with anoxia, the 35 year old stroke who will never walk, the 20 something paraplegic who will never again feel what it's like to make love.
Dante should have seen this before he wrote his masterpiece. This is several different types of hell.
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