So guys today's weekend-engagement I will talk about this👇👇
TELL US ABOUT YOUR OWN VEHICLE ACCIDENT, THE ACCIDENT, HOW IT OCCURRED, WHERE AND WHAT WAS THE OUTCOME? HOW WAS THE REPAIR AND REPLACEMENT PROCESS AND YOUR RECOVERY FROM INJURIES. THIS CAN BE TRUCK, CAR, OR MOTORCYCLE RELATED.
At age 9 I had a very serious accident that whenever I recall the scene sent cool shivers down my spine I had never imagined myself being like a normal human being again I thought I was gonna have a deformed body but luck and God were on my side.
In this weekend's engagement we are asked to talk about an accident we were involved in or that happened to us. I immediately remembered that auspicious occasion that was the saddest day of my teen life and continued reading to know how it all happened.
so this is how it all started, I was 9 young and full of life I will most times fight with my little brother who was just 6 years old to show how powerful I was, we will fight and disturb the neighborhood 🤣 but truly I never joke with my little bro we fight a lot while growing up but we were best of friends.
my father was a great rice farmer he had a large piece of land which he uses to plant rice and he was a successful farmer. at the end of every harvesting season he harvested in bags most times he will refine the rice before selling or he sell just as he harvested without making it eatable. During one of the harvesting seasons, we strolled to the farm because it was not too far from home. we went there my little brother and three of our neighbors my age we went even after my mother warned us not to go to the farm.
we arrived at the farmworkers where there seriously working some were harvesting the rice while some were beating the rice on drums to separate the rice from the leaves most women were blowing the rice to remove chefs and dry leaves stuck with them. I and my gang moved around the farm chatting with workers and at the same time searching for holes to dig looking for crabs if we found any it will serve as a delicious lunch for me and my gang haha.
my father was in his office at that moment he only comes in to see the progress so far, he was an accountant officer in a bank and also loves farming. if he was around we won't have gained access to the farm because he would have sent us back home to read our books. it all started with my friend John he was seen on top of a drum that was not being used.
he will roll the drum from north to south, the group was a little bit sloppy but gave him a good ride while rolling he will try to remain on top of the drum. immediately I saw him they were this fire that start burning in me I wanted to ride on that drum too I dropped crab hunting and headed to where he and the drum were, as soon as I got there I jumped on the drum and so did my younger brother and other gang members.
I saw myself laughing out loud I was enjoying the moment when all of a sudden I saw myself under the drum while others were still on top the next thing I heard almost stopped my heart from beating. I heard a sound like when you forcefully break bamboo into two, I shouted and they jumped down I tried getting up I couldn't one of the workers ran to me and held me up sincerely I couldn't feel my legs even while standing for some time.
I checked to see if blood was coming out from where I had the pains but they were no blood I tried lifting my right hand but my hands fell freely. the bones in my arm broke into two my fingers were stiff I couldn't feel them it changed colors too because of no flow of blood to my hands. the moment I realized this I shouted tears flow down my cheeks freely all I heard was sorry sorry sorry I was in severe pain at that young age going through such pains and surviving is more than a miracle haha.
I was carried home the moment I reached home my mom came out with full force when she heard the volume of my cries she shouted what happened? followed with I told you not to go into the farm didn't I? even with the scolding I saw fears and pains in her eyes. she had to miss the women's conference held in the church running around to get me treated. my dad on the other hand almost gave me a slap I don't know what stopped him.
My arm became exactly like the one in the image below after I received treatment from the first native doctor who was fake.
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I was immediately taken for exray and when the results were out I saw with my eyes the damage I caused for myself. I was bandaged and given drugs to take after some days the doctors told us to visit a native doctor saying they can't do anything only to give x-ray and drugs to stop the pains. we went to a fake native doctor why I called him fake because after all the treatment he gave the bones together but instead of it being straight my hand vegans to bend like it started to shut out that was two months after.
my mom noticed it and told people they referred us to an interior village in the cross river state of southern Nigeria. when we got there we were asked to bring one male goat two male fowl and 25litres of palm wine freshly tapped. and treatment started immediately after we brought the items completely. now we had to start all over he broke the bones and massaged my arm after he robbed a reddish substance. I went through hell in that village I was held by grown men I won't see space to move my body the native doctor will do how he please with my arms.
after three weeks the bones began to join and my arm was restored to me I will forever be grateful to God and the native doctor for treating my hands to become normal again. this very experience I never share with anyone because of the trauma I went through I just keep it to myself. am so sorry I don't have images to show back then I was a kid and didn't know the picture thing 🤣🤣 I would have shown you the x-ray results but am currently away from home. this experience shaped my life.