Diary of a Christian Girl

Accidents that can't be fixed

It may sound very dramatic to say that a small car accident was "THE TRAGEDY", but it really started weeks later.

I woke up in a hospital, my head hurts badly, when I tried to touch it, I felt a bandage on it that covered my eyes, I couldn't see anything, anyway I don't want to see now, I don't want to see how mom suffers and cries because three people from her family are in the hospital: Dad, my younger sister who was also on the bus with me, although she is going to be discharged today because her injuries were not serious, and me. It turns out that we have been in the hospital for four weeks, Meli's wounds healed in these weeks, but, my departure from the hospital still seems very far away.

-Emily- I heard my mom speak. -Bella came to say hello-

-Gaby! I'm so happy that you are good, you worried me a lot, Mati sent you greetings. Simón came to greet you but your mother would not let him in, he also told me that you looked beautiful sleeping.- Although I don't see her, I know she made an expression of disgust but I started blushing and she noticed it. -...Hey girl, I'm starting to notice a little coloration on your cheeks, will it be normal?-

-Shut up Bella, it's your imagination-

-Oh really? Damn, then my eyesight must be very bad, I should be lying with bandages, not you- She said sarcastically and she approached and hugged me. -Don't do that to my nerves again, they wouldn't forgive you- She told me and I couldn't help laughing.

After an hour, Bella had to leave and my room was the same as when I woke up, silent, and I, unable to see anything.

-Miss Azevedo?- The doctor said, if I didn't have this bandage on my face, he would have realized that I was trying to sleep.

-Tell me doctor, she's listening- My mom answered right away.

-The wounds on your head have already healed, but unfortunately we have a problem that for now we cannot solve...- Here comes the bad news, I thought... -Unfortunately at the moment of the crash, your head was hit several times against the window, the chair in front and above all, the chair in the back, hurting the back of your head, near the nape of the neck, this severely compromised both hemispheres of the occipital lobe of your brain.-

-Doctor, for me what you are saying is in another language- I said.

-In other words, the compromised lobe is the lobe that processes visual information, without it, the only thing you would be able to see is a small light, or failing that, nothing-

-So you're telling me that I'm blind!- I said, very alarmed.

-There is a probability that none of this happened since we haven't done exams after the accident... but I do not want to give you false hopes.-

-Remove these bandages from my eyes- I said with my heart beating faster than what has never beat.

I felt the doctor approach me, I heard my mother's sobs, and I felt that my heart was going to leave my chest... When I finally felt my face free of bandages, what I feared most happened. I opened my eyes, but I kept seeing black, I blinked a thousand times, but everything looked the same... I panicked and cried like never before, I cried for everything, I cried for Brigette, for my life, for my lungs, for my sick father, for my mother crying with me and I cried, I cried because now God took my sight, because now the only thing that brought color to my life, it looks different, in fact, I can't see it...

I cried, because this tragedy is not only today, now it's for the rest of my life...