Cappy's Corner

MISSING TIME

This story takes place in the 80's, after my first failed marriage I didn't know what to do. I had to get a job to raise my two young children. I found a job and made another bet, this time for the owners son. This was even easier than the first time. I asked him to go out to lunch with me near some clear cool water, I got naked and that's all she wrote. We were married after dating for a year. A much younger man this time. I guess I was hoping it would cure my heart from the last man. We had so much fun and had so many toys. We got a Harley and set out for a drive in the country.

This is where I lost time and became enraged, by the time I could track time again months had passed. I only remember bits and pieces of the near fatal accident. First thing I remember is the faces of two small children as I flew face first into a cars windshield, then remembering laying on the ground, with paramedics cutting my cloths off. The next memory was screaming at a doctor who wanted to put a bolt through my leg. A memory of me waking and pulling tubes from my nose and throat and taking all the I.V.'s out of my arms, an ambulance ride, sitting in a chair with horrible pain. There were more bits and chunks, but nothing that amounted to the time I lost. Finally release from the hospital and nothing made sense. Where were my children, where was I and my husband. No one would tell me how much time had passed and I couldn't put it together, to this day I don't know how long I was gone. I do know that I was so angry that someone had taken what was mine and I can never get it back.
I did learn, even though it took me a very long time, that life is prescious, don't ever take it for granted. P.S. That accident also resulted in another failed relationship. Two down.

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