I was struck by a car and transported to a hospital with a brain trauma unit via Flight for Life. I had no bodily injuries except a scraped knee. But my head? It didn’t fare as well as the rest of my body. I had gray-white brain discoloration, brain bleeding, two hemorrhages, a hematoma, a temporal skull fracture, a sinus fracture, a base skull fracture, a split in the back of my scalp, broken incus, a busted eardrum, and until I had surgery, was deaf in my left ear. My brain had been draining itself from that ear, but then my eardrum closed itself off and blood started pooling under my skin. The first two days, I was on nothing but morphine and saline. I lost seven pounds.
The first day, doctors couldn’t tell my parents whether I'd live or die. Soon they said I would live, but also believed I might would be mentally handicapped and require 24/7 care. Then they said I would need weeks of rehab, and it would be months until my brain could function normally again. And then, on Friday, I was released from the hospital. No one could explain it.