Submitted by Tracey from Texas
My name is Tracey and 3 years ago we was in a real bad car wreck. We were hit by a drunk driver. It left my son in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. This will be the first time I have ever told my story like this.
It was on April 26, 2009. It was the perfect Sunday afternoon. I want pics of my boys in the blue bonetts so there for we get ready and head out the door. Robert had asked me to watch him do one last trick on his bike before we left. I watched him do his trick and we got in the truck and took off. We are driving down the road I had no worries in the world. The next thing I know I’m waking up in the hospital with a back brace and neck brace on.
My oldest son lost 6-inches of his colon and broke both his arms and had cuts. My youngest son was in ICU for 3 weeks. They had him in medical induced comma. It was a week after my wreck that I got to see my kids for the first time and that’s when I found out that Robert would never walk again. I didn’t know how I was going to be a mom to him. That’s where I looked deep down inside myself and found the power that I needed to be a mom to a special needs child.
Over the last 3 years I have seen a lot of things and done lots of looking on the internet for different things that can help him grow into a great man. Medicaid tells me that he don’t need any of the things that I ask for. I don’t think they understand what it’s like to not be able to look someone in the eyes when they talk to you or even understand what it’s like not to stand when you want to.
The things that I have gone through and all the tears that I have cried because of the small things that my sons wants to do and yet he can’t. All the people in the higher offices that don’t feel that people in wheelchairs need things are wrong. Unless they have lived that lifestyle or have someone in there close family that live like that then they need to step down and let someone else do there job. I had someone make a choice for me and my family, that drunk driver took him upon himself to change my life. I have a voice that needs to be heard. My son is 10 and doesn’t know how to use his voice so, I will use mine for him. I’m so sick of people thinking that someone in a wheelchair is happy the way they are.
My son wants to do so much that he cant cause of someone else and the choice they have made for him. I have asked medicaid for things to help him his life more normal and they tell me he don’t need it well they don’t know what it’s like to be told no they cant do some of the smallest like stand up or even walk. My son now battles depression from all of this. I’m ready to go to the ones that don’t know what it is like to not be able to walk and put then in a wheelchair for 24 hours and see how they feel when they are done. See what it’s like not to be able to stand and walk, not being able to find a parking spot, having to ask for help at the store cause u cant reach something. I still have so much that I could say but will stop here. Thanks for reading.