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A few years ago, I was in a serious car accident and I had broken my neck and all of the bones in my pelvic region. After about three month in the hospital stay, my parents had decided that I was going to stay at their house until I was well enough to take care of myself at home.
They showed up to pick me up from the hospital. My father had severe arthritis in his neck and often wore a cloth neck collar to remind him not to turn his head to quickly. He had used this collar for several years, so we didn’t even notice him wearing it anymore. My parents managed to load me in the front seat of the car with my father while my mother and my two younger sisters rode in the back.
The trip took about two and a half hours and we began to notice strange looks from the drivers who were coming towards us. This went on for a few miles until my dad decided to stop a truck stop to get something to eat. A truck driver who had passed us earlier had turned around. He approached us in the parking lot, laughing. When we asked what was so funny, he pointed at my father and me. Here we stood, both of us wearing neck braces! To top it off, my parent’s car had a huge dent on the hood. The truck driver said that when he came towards us, he thought that we looked like either we had just been in a crash or that we were an accident waiting to happen. No wonder everyone that was approaching my parent’s car looked scared to death!
Needless to say, my father removed his “neck brace” for the rest of the trip home.
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