Burned And Lost

My experience happened August 20, 2006. I had gone to see my parents for my father's birthday. We spent the night in my parent's cabin, me, my 8 year old son, mom, dad, sister, and brother-in-law. We awoke the next morning, ready for breakfast and full of joy. It had been a wonderful celebration. My parents were making breakfast and I was excited to be home with them. My son was playing outside and my sister and brother-in-law had gone to use the phone at my parents home. Unknown to us, was a gas leak behind the kitchen stove. My father opened the oven and it kicked on. The gas ignited and the whole house exploded. My father was blown out of the front door and was on fire from the cooking oil that splashed upon him, my mother ran out though the open door, pants melted to her legs, and I had to run through the entire house to escape. Within minutes, the entire cabin was gone. Thank God my sister, brother-in-law, and son were outside. We drove 40 miles to the hospital. That's all I remember until I woke up, almost 2 months later. I spent 47 days in ICU. My parents were in ICU for 2 weeks. My mother was released from the hospital after 2 months, my father after 3, and I after 4 months. In the midst of all of this, my husband, who had been clean from meth for 2 years, started using again. He couldn't take care of himself or our son. My son had to move 3 hours away, while I was in the hospital, to live with my uncle. I was able to see him for 1 hour each Sunday. He had to have his 9th birthday party in the hospital ICU ward. My precious sister drove an hour a day to sit with me, my mom, and dad, every day. She is my baby sister, and at 22 had to care for all of us. She helped us with our physical therapy, brought us meals, bathed us, and was my angel, so was my aunt. They both shared the responsibility. I had burns over 38 percent of my body. I had to have 13 skin graph surgeries and 20 blood transfusions. I got MRSA (staff) in all my major organs. My lungs collapsed and my heart stopped several times. I died 3 times while hospitalized. I fought very hard and After months of physical therapy, and the worst possible experience of my life, I was sent home. Not long after, I divorced my husband. I still have moments where I feel like I can't breathe and loud noises throw me into histerics. I can't watch explosions on television or sit near a camp fire. I loved the sunshine and the beach. Now, I blister with 1 hour in the sun. I have scars all over my body, everywhere but my face. I've had children shreak at me, laugh at me, and cry. I am learning to cope, but it's a day-to-day thing.
Nderwin Nderwin
2 Responses May 5, 2012

Hello It's Senghenydd again Thanks for the information about Burn's World I had a brief look at it it looks ok I have two web site which should be of interest to you firstly there's the Katie Piper Web site, Katie was a young model who was going somewhere, however she got involved with the wrong guys and had acid thrown in her face it was very strong acid her face is badly disfigured and she lost an eye her teeth she has had more than two hundred operations anyway her web site is wwwkatiepiperfoundation.org.uk/support-links she runs workshops and raises funds for hospital treatment she was running a Burns Support Group in Nottingham only I suspect that went pear shape another group I would like to recommend to you is www.chelwest.nhs/services/surgery/burns-service/burns-support-groups try accessing those web sites I'm sure you'll find them interesting anyway it's 9.31 am in the old country time I went off and done some work Bye for now, Senghenydd

I could understand your fears. Flashbacks can even be caused by smells. I still hide my scars, but I was only burned 5.5 percent and it's easy to do. It gives me hope when I see other burn victims and the amount of healing that happens. It seems to me that with time the scaring improves and is only noticed by ourselves. <br />
I agree that it sucks that the sun is now our enemy. When I worked 2nd shift I referred to myself as a vampire, now I truly feel like one. <br />
Others will always treat us different. Any tips on coping day to day?