Alive Day

Alive Day

Alive day

August 23, 2014 is the kind of day you don’t forget. Like a birthday, wedding anniversary, high school graduation, and the birth of a child you do not forget the traumatic events that change the course of your life, without consent, forever changing how you live. On my Alive Day, several years ago a seemingly innocent dive from the bow of my boat altered my life forever. But this is more of a telling of what came afterwards and not a call for pity.

Since my alive day I have:

  • Cheated death several times during my hospitalization.
  • Come to the realization that the VA healthcare system is superior to any civilian run spinal cord facility.
  • Realized the depth that my friends and family care for me.
  • Made many great new friends.
  • Used my personal experience to raise awareness for people living with spinal cord injuries.
  • Continue to be a partner to my fiancé and father to my three girls.
  • Received assistance from all types of sources. Including: Paralyzed Veterans of America, Chive Charities, Department of the VA, Stack-Up, The Internet
  • Renewed my faith in family, particularly my parents who have been more helpful than I could’ve imagined.

My Alive Day

Besides advocating for people and doing the charitable work that I do I have not changed that much. My fiancé Tina may disagree with that; but my mental character and capacities seem to be the same. It’s very important to understand that catastrophic injuries do not have to alter the type of individual you are, or the type of life you live. It definitely should not stop anyone from getting up every morning and facing the day just like anyone else. I’m no more an inspiration or hero then the person who works and takes care of the family. I just do it without hands.

Make sure every day that you meet your potential, hug your loved ones, and don’t put off anything that means anything. Life can change literally in the blink of an eye. #Charliestrong

Alive Day Video

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Anniversary of My Injury August 23 2014

Today is the kind of day you don’t forget. Similar to a birthday, wedding anniversary, high school graduation, and the birth of a child you not forget the traumatic events that direct your life in a direction without your consent and forever change how you live. Make sure every day you meet your potential, hug your loved ones, and don’t put off anything that means anything. Life can change literally in the blink of an eye. ‪#‎Charliestrong‬

 

How I Became a Quadriplegic

THE START

There is nothing better than cruising on your new boat in the Gulf of Mexico enjoying the sun the surf and your beautiful wife (fiancé).  That’s exactly how my day was going on August 23, 2014, and how I became a Quadriplegic. Started off early that morning at my house in Central Florida where we packed up our boat sunscreen everything else we needed and headed to Anclote River Park to put our boat in the water. After a three-hour drive and a stop at Publix to pick up the usual boating drinks, we finally got the boat backed into the ramp.

THE RAMP

The ramp was something we hadn’t experienced before. There was a strong current from the river and when I put the boat in we had our first issue of the day. Once we released the boat from the trailer our mooring line came loose and the boat drifted to the ramp next to us. I jumped in to tried to push the boat as I swam, which wasn’t the smartest move, and our neighboring boaters helped out as well.  Finally, after 20 minutes of struggle, we got her secured to the dock.  Put the cooler in then backed out. We then started moving through the channel to rendezvous with our friends in their boats.

THE MEETUP

Originally, the plans were to meet on the eastern side of Anclote Key. When we arrived at the designated spot there was no one to be seen. Calling one of our friends we found that they were on the western side of the island, the Gulf side. Meeting them in the channel and following him and his wife to the other side of the key.

Anclote Key click update
We have arrived!

THE FUN

It only took us about an hour and three people to get anchored. But is well worth the effort if you see from the picture above just how beautiful it was that day. And yes that is my beautiful fiancée Tina floating in 5 to 6 feet of water enjoying the sun.  Shortly after arriving and a couple dives off the boat later I made one final dive into the water that changed my and my family’s life forever.

THEN IT HAPPENED

I finally accepted my fate.  I couldn’t swim.  I couldn’t breathe. I just floated.

Upon diving into the water I blacked out and then woke up floating several feet from the bow of my boat at that moment I knew something was wrong.   Gasping for air I yelled for Tina who thought I was joking. So I floated there until I finally accepted my fate.  I couldn’t swim.  I couldn’t breathe. I just floated. I was going to drown and die right then.  Thankfully, at that moment our friends noticed me and swam over. They began to pull me to the shore.  Where I could breathe again.  But nothing below my neck was working.  I was paralyzed.

At that point, I called for Tina again and she came to the beach with the rest of us and dialed 911. Shortly after, fish and wildlife, The Sheriff’s Department, Coast Guard, and then the Bay flight rescue helicopter picked me up and flew me to the hospital. After being put on and off two different boats the helicopter was chosen to be the best choice.

THE REST

A lot of the hospital stay was chronicled through my dad’s Facebook page and a fan page set up on Facebook as well. I plan on occupying a lot of this blog with a lot of those posts. Some were very moving.