I went to the doctor today & this is a doctor I only see once a year. The last time I saw him I was not walking so well. I still had another surgery to go. I was still doing physical therapy daily and still healing. We weren't sure about our injuries, the outcome of them and what it all really meant. We really did not understand the extent of my husband's health problems and exactly what was going on with him. We simply did not understand what it all meant for us especially long term. We didn't realize he would forever be disabled & never have use of his left arm. We had no idea what the future held for us. Today, a year later, my doctor and his nurse were asking more questioning about the wreck. I was asked how I was doing. I was ask how my husband was doing. He even ask if we got an apology from the guy who hit us. The whole conversation brought back a lot of sad feelings and depression really. I mean I knew those feelings were there. Hell, I deal with the feelings and sadness of the situation everyday, but it really makes me sad to look back and really think about it. To think about all we've been through. All the hurt, all the pain, all the struggles and the sorrow, to think about all that we have lost. It makes me wonder how the rest of our life is going to be. It's nothing like we had originally thought our life would be when we got married, that's for sure. That life was stolen from us when that guy crossed the centerline. We will now struggle financially for the rest of our lives, just pay off the hospital and doctor bills. We never got an apology and I doubt we ever will. I'd much rather that guy pay some of the the hundreds of thousands of dollars in hospital and doctor bill, that continue to mount & will continue for the rest of our life. I do sometimes wonder if that guy ever thinks about us. I doubt that he's thought of us or that day since he paid his traffic ticket. So much was taken from us on Sunday afternoon and we can never get it back. I'm going to end this one now because at this point I've just made myself even more depressed.
