So I was in a car accident recently. We ran into a concrete barrier around 7:10 AM on the 21st. I spent one week in the hospital (21st - 28th). I suffered a broken ankle and they had to cut my tummy open and sew up a hole in my intestines. I had 18 staples removed from my tummy and 19 staples removed from my ankle. My ankle has two metal plates and 10 screws in there. The whole week I was in the hospital, I wasn't allowed to eat anything but Jello. I am never EVER eating Jello again for the rest of my life. We were air-lifed to the hospital, which unfortunately, I was conscious for. I don't remember much of the accident but I remember when they put me on the ambulance, then the helicopter, then going into the ER. I was barfing blood when I got there. ): Luckily, I started passing out again in the ER. I don't even remember the first couple days of being in the hospital.

I've been home a week today and I have to say, this sucks balls. Everything is a mess. I feel another phase of depression about to hit me hard. I don't think I can handle that right now. Recovery is going to be very difficult. I hate everything, at the moment. I wish the accident would have killed me.