Michael Ellick

Do you dream and have to do your laundry like this?

You know, am I dreaming dream gauze as I'm changing my bandages?

Like I can't eat because of my mouth.

My face was really cut up and my, in fact, my lip was split

and it had to be stitched back together.

And so eating was really difficult and painful.

So I'm drinking things, but I'm like, as I'm going through these physical sensations, I can feel the, what do you call it?

The thread of the stitches on my inside of my lip and on the outside.

It's really gnarly.

It's disgusting, but it's painful and weird.

And I'm sitting there

experiencing it.

I don't remember every single minute of that.

I remember my little brother coming in and feeling bad for me and he was scared a little bit to look at me.

And I tried to assure him, but that was a big one because my little brother

grows up and he's like my closest companion, you know, like we live together in the future.

And I can't tell him.

You know, at some point, the two other guys who were in the wreck with me, one of them was in the front seat and his chest hit the steer.

He was the driver.

We were driving in the car and we basically were driving too fast.