When I found Katy's blog, I knew you needed to hear her story.
It's one of triumph over tragedy, courage over fear and hope over despair.
I hope you will read her story and then hop over and give her some love.
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Hi my name is Katy and I am from Living Life Single-Handedly blog! I am so excited to be guest blogging about my story so thank you Nicole for this wonder opportunity! When I was 16 years old I was in a really bad car accident in Northern Arizona. We were in a Jeep and my 16 year old cousin was driving, I was in the passenger seat, my sister was behind the driver, and the drivers brother was behind me. The wind blew us off the road and the driver turned to get us back on the road and over corrected. We ended up flying off the other side and rolled 3 to 4 times. No one but the driver had seat belts on so we were ejected. My sister and my cousin (the driver) had a few scratches and bruises but no major injuries which was a miracle. My cousin who was behind me hit his head on the guard rail and died instantly. The jeep ran over my right arm and left it attached by a few muscles.
After a surgery that lasted all night I was told that they were going to have to amputate my right arm. My whole world changed that day in just a blink of an eye. One minute we were hanging out laughing and talking enjoying our vacation, and the next I was laying in the dirt fighting for my life.
I felt like my life had just started over. Not only was I right handed but I was so accustomed to doing everything with both hands. It took me a while to adjust and relearn everything I knew, “single-handedly”. I had a lot of help from my family and friends and for a while that is what kept me going.
I had to learn to love me for the way I am now and it was really hard at first. Looking at myself was hard because I didn’t recognize the new person. Not only did I have one arm but I hated to look at my eyes. I looked so lost and so confused that it was really hard to accept.
I learned really fast that I needed to try to stay positive and make the best out of my life. The world will keep going even if I am depressed and feeling sorry for myself. It never stops. I did not want to spend the rest of my life being angry and sad that something bad happened to me. Because I decided I needed to be positive it changed my life. Soon enough I wasn’t trying to be happy I just was. I found new hobbies and started learning about the new me.
(these pictures are a few things that I have learned to do)I met my husband in college and he instantly caught my eye. It didn’t even phase him that I had one arm and he didn’t even ask what happened until I finally brought it up. We dated a year and then we were married.
I could not hope that my life would turn out any better. I still have hard things and bad days but for the most part I feel like I can love myself for who I am now. All I need is a positive attitude, faith that God has a hand in all things, and my family to help me be strong... Any maybe some chocolate cake here and there. :)