About Me

I was in a bad car accident 11 years ago, and was diagnosed with a Brachial Plexus injury. My left arm has been paralyzed ever since. I was sent to an occupational therapist to get help doing things one-handed, and was told that bicycling and kayaking were "essentially two-handed sports". I was on a bike within a week, and have since logged thousands of miles. I rediscovered running soon afterward, and have run 4 marathons (including the Boston Marathon) and 14+ half marathons since I was injured. Last year I did my first sprint triathlon (Danskin), and beat nearly half the women in the swim using my one arm. Now I'm training for a 2-mile swim in St Croix in October. It will be a challenge to get up to that distance, but I'm sure I'll get there. I'm hoping to build a community that encourages challenged athletes in our individual effort, and gives us a place to share our athletic successes and challenges.

Monday, August 18, 2008

Mexican Hospitals

There was both a good side and bad side to being in Mexico when the accident happened. As I mentioned earlier, the hospital in Merida that we were sent to was very good, and all the doctors were trained in Houston.

The whole stay, including numerous surgeries, 9 days in a private room, and countless tests cost us a little over $10,000. We didn't have health insurance at the time, so we would have been in BIG trouble if this happened in the US. The bone graft I had once we returned and I had health insurance would have been over $100,000 without the insurance.

On the down side, everything had to be paid for in advance, so my husband had to run to the ATM machine for every procedure. At one point, I needed a blood transfusion and Jonathan was my blood type. So he had to run to the bank to get the money to pay for them to take blood out of his arm, and put it into mine.

Besides dealing with the financial end of things and providing me with blood, J had to get letters from the embassy to allow us re-entry in the US because our passports had been stolen. I don't know how he had the strength to deal with it all; at least I was in and out of consciousness most of the time.

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