But play it safe
While you should
remember to have fun, don't forget to play it safe--wear your seat
belt and look out for the other driver. Student Council member Anya
Rasulova shares her harrowing experience.
I was so close to death, next to the
sky, But it was not my time to fly...
January 28,
2006, is the day that changed my life. An SUV car crashed into our
car while I was riding with my friends. It was the third day of
classes of our spring semester, and I returned from my winter break
in my home country Uzbekistan. I remember this big car crashing into
us and squeezing my ribs, I blacked out . . . when I woke up, my
face was bleeding, my left arm was stuck in something, and I could
not breathe. I felt pieces of glass inside of my eyelids. I don't
remember much; most of it is a blur. I remember being lifted up. I
remember all the pain and fear. I remember being shaken in the
ambulance and how painful every breath was. I remember being cold. I
remember being carried somewhere, moved around from bed to bed,
x-ray to x-ray, room to room. I remember the rush, the panic of
people around and I remember hearing someone say, "She might not
make it; we might lose her." I remember being on some bed, thousands
of doctors and nurses rotating around me, I kept hearing voices--then I felt countless number of needless, an oxygen mask, people
doing weird things to my body and screaming, "Anya, talk to us, we
have to have you conscious, Anya."
I spent two weeks in the
hospital, mostly in the Emergency Room. I do not remember much of
those two weeks due to all the medication and trauma. I had to learn
how to walk again, how to take baby steps. I had to re-learn how to
brush my teeth, walk up the stairs, and do other basic needs. I had
never broken a bone in my life. I now had a brain concussion, a
displaced and broken finger, broken ribs, fractured hips, a broken
backbone, a broken face and head bone, a damaged liver and a scar
over my face.
It was
very difficult to come back to campus after three weeks, mostly
emotionally because I have learned how to deal with pain. I had to
take a reduced course load, drop my extracurricular activities and
jobs, and I still have a long way to go to catch up. However, the
administration at Brown has been very supportive: not only did our
Student Life Deans visit me in the hospital, but they talked to my
professors and took care of necessary arrangements. I doubted myself
whether I was emotionally and physically able to continue this
semester. However, I have been welcomed with much support and
flexibility from the administration, professors, and my friends.
Some deadlines have been accommodated for me, professors are willing
to dedicate their personal time to work with me, and the deans are
very supportive of the decisions that I make. Even though I still
have a long way to go, I am very happy that I returned to Brown
University to continue the semester and start getting my life back
to normal.
I wanted to share my story with everyone. There
are 40,000 deaths from car accidents alone in the U.S. annually. I
always thought that car accidents happened to other people and not
to me. The fact that I was wearing a seat belt saved my life and
prevented a non- reversible head injury. This event will always be
fresh in my memory. However, it has taught me that it is so
important to enjoy every moment of your life, to share joy and
happiness with your loved ones, and of course, always wear
seatbelts.
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