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- >I woke up in the hospital
- >Welp, better than waking up in Heaven
- >Or was it
- >I've always been pretty religious, even if I was gay
- >Gone to church for a while, after I moved to Canterlot, I mainly had to go to school most of the time
- >I should really start going back
- >And I'm out again
- >And I'm back again
- >They wouldn't mind if I was gay right? If I went back
- >Most churches are actually pretty tolerant
- >They try to love everybody, just like the Bible says
- >Wait, but I kissed Applejack
- >Am I straight now
- >And I'm out again
- >And I'm awake again
- >I can't really worry about my orientation right now, I got bigger things to worry about.
- >My vision is blurry
- >Somethings poking me in the arm
- >Owwww
- >I think I said that out loud
- >But it probably sounded like "ugggghhhhh"
- >Whatever is in that IV it's making me....
- >And I'm out again
- >I wake up
- >This time I'm not tired
- >My vision's not blurred
- >But man am I in pain
- >My head hurts
- >My left arm and left leg are screaming
- >My right side, surprisingly just cuts
- >But my left side was covered in blue and black spots
- >Funny, I don't have vitiligo
- >But seriously though
- >I guess it looks like my reckless driving has finally landed me in the hospital
- >I look on a nearby nightstand
- >There's cards, flowers, a teddy bear, balloons, all kinds of stuff
- >In rushes a nurse
- >And my parents
- >"Alright, he's a wake, just be gentle with him....
- >"ANON!!!" My mom practically taclkes me. "Ohhh my poor baby! Why did you do this to yourself?!?!"
- >My dad came over
- >"Glad to see you're still kicking champ."
- ---
- >After all the formalities, you know, the matter being that I haven't seen my parents in a year, I remember my friends
- >Look at the nightstand
- >I turn to the nurse
- "Do you know where my phone is?"
- >"We have all your personal belongings in storage, they've been in there since the accident."
- "How long have I been here"
- >"Not long, about a week. You're extremely lucky you aren't comatose. A drunk driver hit you pretty hard. They were coming into the intersection going 40. In a Super Duty pickup."
- >My mom looks on the verge of tears
- >I smile at her
- "I'm not going anywhere, don't worry"
- >She just came over and hugged me
- >After a few hours of just talking my parents left.
- >They actually left some presents with me
- >My mom got me one of those huge novelty cards. This thing was at least 2 feet.
- >My dad got me some booze (not in front of my mom of course). Some Don tequila. He knew I was quite the alcohol connisuer
- >Maybe that's a polite name for an alcoholic
- >Is getting drunk half the time considered alcoholism?
- >Whatever
- >The nurse comes back in
- "Oh, uh, nurse. Does the school know that I'm taking a sick day?"
- >She gives me a smile
- >"They already know and have agreed to hold onto your schoolwork until you recovered."
- >Great
- >The schoolyear is almost over and now you have about a week's worth of work piled up.
- >Probably more, I'm not in any condition to leave yet
- >The nurse injects me with more morphine
- >Oh yeah, this could easily replace the alcohol and weed.
- >I feel like I can fly
- >The bandages on my arm and leg says otherwise though.
- >If the school knows that I'm bedridden, the girls must've caught wind that I almost died
- >Not to mention my other group of friends
- >But they were teenage guys, they would be scared, but they knew I did stupid stuff like this
- >I wish I could talk to the girls though
- >I see one of the cards on the table
- ---
- >It's signed by every one of the girls
- >Twilight
- >Fluttershy
- >Pinkie PIe (in BIG letters)
- >Rainbow Dash
- >Rarity
- >Sunset Shimmer
- >And Applejack
- >With a heart
- >Dawww, dats cute
- >I ended up staying in the hospital for about a month or so
- >Turns out my arm and leg were broken on impact, I got severe whiplash, and my head hit the console of the car so hard it broke the plastic.
- >Not what I would call healthy for the body
- >I left and stayed at home for a couple days
- >I tried to stay away from the booze, I think the painkillers still have an effect on me.
- >I'd probably try to jump off the roof and almost die again.
- >I just hung around the house a couple of days
- >I remembered to check my phone
- >Ewwwww
- >That's a nasty crack
- >And there is blood all over the casing
- >How did I survive again?
- >Oh right, seatbelt
- >But it was a side impact....
- >Anyways, I go to check email
- >Not much, just ads, schoolwork, stuff from the guys at work, etc.
- >Then text messages
- >4 unread messages
- >1 from twilight: hey anon, did you get home safe?
- >Maybe I should reply with: I don't know, why don't you tell me?
- >1 from Rainbow Dash: Hey Anon it's not like you to not respond, call back as soon as you can
- >1 from Fluttershy: Hey anon, please call back soon as possible. That is if you don't mind
- >1 from Applejack: call back soon hon'. We're worried about you.
- >Great. Nothing since before the accident.
- >Come to think of it, I haven't really gotten any phone calls or texts since then
- >Not including that card
- >No one asking if I was out of the hospital
- >No one asking how I was
- >I checked my facebook®
- >There were a few notifications
- >People writing on my wall
- >The girls, a couple of my other friends, even one of my teachers?
- >Why is my teacher my friend on facebook?
- >That's lame
- >It was all just like "get well soon, get better anon, etc."
- >All the normal crap
- >But now it's back to the old grind
- >And time to face all my stupid problems again.
- ---
- >Alright, I'm extremley lucky for surviving a full on tackle from a 5 ton vehicle doing 40
- >But it turns out I'm not completely unscathed from the accident
- >I was walking to the bathroom, and all of a sudden I felt my leg literally crack from my own body weight
- >I cried out
- "Help, I've fallen and I can't get up!"
- >Wait, I don't have life alert
- >Better call 911
- >"911: what's your emergen-"
- "Help! I've fallen and I can't get up!"
- >So I'm whisked away to the hospital, and turns out the fracture on my leg is actually pretty bad
- >It needs a metal rod implanted in it to keep steady
- >Oh and here's the kicker: I'll never walk the same or be able to do anything really strenuous.
- >Ever
- >I can't go back to work
- >I can't support myself
- >I have no car anymore
- >No source of income
- >Was that yellow light really worth it?
- >These are the deep questions, man.
- >If I have no income, my car is totaled, and I'm graduating in the next few months, what do I do?
- >The doctor suggests moving back in with my parents in Baltimare
- >I'd have some money to live off of, a place to sleep, transportation, food.
- >Or I could just have them send me money
- >No, no. That was stupid, my income needed to support me is at least around $2k a month, they can't support me like that. It'd be easier to just move back with them
- >But what about all my friends?
- >What about the girls?
- >I can't just move away like that
- >What if I found a job where I didn't have to do manual labor
- >Something matching my skill set
- >My skills?
- >Well I can do basic math
- >And uhhhh... I know a lot about liquor and weed
- >I could always become a bartender
- >If I was 21
- >Awww crap, looks like my options are limited
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