I went through the windshield after I hit the pickup.Witnesses say
that I impacted on the flat bed’s side panel andbounced across the street.
I don’t remember anything at all. I do remember the Hospital. First as a
blur. Lots of peoplecoming and going, prodding me, poking, sticking me
with needles. Iwas in traction, arms and legs casted and pulled up at odd
angles.I slept a lot.Sheila was great. Sheila De Ville was my fiance. I’d
just met herwhen it happened. We had a whirlwind romance and the doctors
toldme she came to the Hospital every day. She seemed so …