Amputee at heart.

All I could remember was a sudden impact before everything when black, my mum's scream, crunching of metal, and the sound of my own scream, muffled by the airbag deploying in my face.

There was dark, so dark. I felt trapped, I couldn't make my eyes open, my legs and arms wouldn't move and my mind was foggy. Am I dead? I thought to myself. I wondered around the darkness. I began feeling claustrophobic and panic overtook my system. There was a slight grey added to the black, then a splash of blue and white. My head began to spin and voiced murmured. I furrowed my eyebrows together in confusion. Then it went black again. It was like this for I don't know how many times, each time was just as frightening as the last. I tried to let my my mind wander but my thoughts were clouded and fuzzy. In and out of consciousness.

I awoke what seemed like months later though it had been just days. I was pulled out of a medically induced coma. Waking up was the worst feeling I have ever experienced. The nausea, confusion, the nurses and doctors swarming you. I looked around the room, dizzy and exhausted. I saw three nurses, one was detaching a tube from my right arm. Another was taking notes while watching monitors in the far corner, the last one was scrambling around the room in some kind of mad panic. I immediately figured out I was in a hospital, my mind went back to the car. The screams, those horrible horrible screams. The pain, the black.

I started to panic looking down at my body which had a green wool blanket covering my whole body coming all the way to my neck. Now that I was aware of its presence I suddenly felt the urge to yank it off as the itchy material scraped my skin. But I refused, scared that if I did, it would be like taking off my personal security blanket. I blinked a few more times before the nurse who had been rushing around came and stat next to me, rubbing my right shoulder gently. "How are you feeling Hun?" She asked giving me a small smile. "I'm, I'm good...I suppose...a bit confused. Where's my mum?!?" I had totally forgot. My head turned side to side, my heart beat began to race. I couldn't see my mum in the room, she was in the crash, I heard her screams. Was she okay? She had to be! Where is my mum? "Shhh," the nurse soothed. I was now aware of the increase of beeping coming from the machines. "I need you to calm down a bit. It's not healthy. I know this is scary and all but-" I cut her off. "Where is my mum!" I almost yelled. The nurse looked startled. She shook it off before replying, "She's okay, she's in the room next door, a few broken bones and a minor concision, she's very lucky." I had to see her, I had to see my mum!

I used my right arm to push the nurse back slightly letting her know I wanted to get up,and pulled the blankets back, but before I could get out of bed I noticed something, something was missing. I choked back a sob and fell back into my bed letting out a whimper. I moved my right arm over to my left. The problem was it wasn't there. I let my right hand wander up until it gingerly touched a nub, a shot stubby gauze wrapped nub. A small cry left my mouth, followed my several more. "I'm so sorry," the nurse said stroking my hair. "Get away from me," I whisper yelled and she nodded retreating to the door along with the other staff. I took a deep breath. It was gone. I was missing my left arm...I couldn't feel it. It wasn't there! Was this some kind if twisted joke?

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