The Most Defining Moment In My Life

 
  It was last summer. At Sunday dawn, after a dispute with my parents, I stormed off my house and rode bicycle to release my anger. On the crossroad at Centum City, I disregarded a right turn signal and galloped on the street. I found that a BMW at a high speed out of the corner. The driver also ignored the signal, and we got collided each other. I was almost amputated my right foot except bones. I got my vein, ligaments and tendons cut off. I shed blood as much as a small size of bucket. On the spot, I was taken to a hospital by ambulance car. Fortunately, even though it was Sunday morning, I could get a surgery within three hours. While doctors operated on, I continuously asked them whether I will be able to would ski, swim and run again. Those were sole and pure joys in my life. I totally dreaded that I would not be capable of them. Doctors answered he has nothing to guarantee.

   I had to be hospitalized almost for a month. In the early days at the hospital, I was seized by fear of being disabled. I often felt being depressed and indulged in self-pity. I asked to myself that why should I suffer from this misfortune? With the passing of time, however, I started changing my attitude. As I look around at the hospital, there were more serious cases. Some people had got serious permanent disability, because they could not get appropriate measures within golden time, or even worse, some other died after accidents. I also could be dead or seriously disabled from my accident. I became think that I’m fortunate and blessed indeed. I had nothing to complain about, it was an epiphany for me. From that day on, I took myself, my life and my reality as bonus. I did want to use my chance preciously rather than just wasting and spoiling it. It led me positive and vigorous mindset. I made my own disciplines to optimize my given opportunity.

   Most of patients in a patient room were elder people in their 70s and 80s. Their daily routine was dead simple. Eating, sleeping and watching television were all they do. I viscerally felt if I get accustomed to this lethargic life, it will waste my life and time. I quit smoking, woke up at 6 am, downed to ground floor and bought a newspaper while pulling a wheelchair by myself. I started my morning by doing it every day. After each and every meal time, I did push-up, crunch and other exercises to keep in shape. To cultivate positive mindset, I tried to draw smiles out of patients, nurses and friends. I made jokes on serious things involving my injury. Sometimes, unpleasant mood barged in on me due to inhospitable nurses and rude patients. But I treated them politely and humorously. This attitude also helped me get along with people in the hospital. With time, finally I felt my life show progress more than ever. After hospitalization, I came back to my house. I kept my discipline and rule. I did remedial exercise on a regular basis.

   Four months later, the doctor said to me that my foot finally recovered. He said it rarely happen that those sensory nerves got back on track after once it torn off. I was lucky indeed. Even thought, it left gruesome scar on my right ankle, I really appreciate everything I had gone through in the hospital. It was a precious lesson that I got enlightened. Through the experience, I can firmly believe in myself. Now I can find myself coming closer to a high level of self-confidence that I can handle anything that comes my way.