Sunday, April 27, 2014

My Valentine's Day 2014

I woke up to a lovely morning with a few presents from my husband. He had a big boquete of flowers, some hair products, and a beautiful card. This was supposed to be the beginning of our weekend. He had to work, so I decided to take one client that morning before getting ready for the weekend. So, I dropped him off at work and went on my way to see my client. BUT! I did not make it to work that day, and this would be the very first time I didn't make it into work. 

On my way to work, a drive I've done for 3 1/2 years without a problem, I got into the worst accident of my life. I was in the right hand lane when this lady flies out of an apartment complex, without even a though, pulling into an intersection. I couldn't see her as there is foliage, trees, and a glass cased bus stop before the complex. She ran a stop sign and I didn't see her coming. She flew in front of me so fast I t-boned her front end. It was like I was floating around in the car and getting punched in the face by an airbag all at the same time. It was exactly like the comercial about texting and driving, but I wasn't the one that was on my phone. After I hit her, I then ran off the street into a flooded ditch and then into a tree. I hit the tree and the tree didn't budge. Also, there was no more airbag for this punch, so it was all steering wheel to the face. As the car FINALLY stopped moving, I knew I had to focus on breathing. I could barely breathe, my stomach hurt more than it ever has, and I was bleeding profusely from my nose. I wasn't concerned at all about my nose, because in wrestling I've broken it at least 3x that I can think of. I knew I just had to keep my face down, so the blood didn't drain into my stomach, as I already had pains there and vomiting would be the last thing I needed (If you swallow blood it may upset your stomach and make you vomit). 

A guy had stopped immediately to help me and was very concerned. He was trying to talk to me, and I could barely speak. I just kept telling him to get Pooh. My phone case currently is Winnie the Pooh. Well, he found Pooh, and there was no more phone in it. I hit so hard my phone flew out of the case. So, we found my phone, and I dialed my husband. I couldn't speak, so I gave it to him and said husband. He moved me from the front seat to the back as he was waiting for my husband to answer. Now, I know he shouldn't have, but I couldn't argue, and I didn't want to risk anymore injuries. He told my husband what happened and where we were at. Next this guy told my husband that he moved me. All of a sudden, and all I hear is $#%R&*%&%^#$%#^&&$#%$#":%{#$%^:@#{:^........ All I could do was roll my eyes. In the mean time, the lady who caused all of this, because she was neglecting to pay attention and on her phone, never came to check on me. She was absolutely fine, not a scratch, and car was fine. I'm bleeding, in pain, and my car is completely totalled. 

The ambulance gets there pretty fast, but I wasn't surprised and was expecting them to be soon. I knew I needed to go to the hospital, so I said lets go. I told them I was awake the whole time (being a pro wrestler we get kicked in the head a LOT, and I've had probably 7 bad concussions and a ton of minor, so I didn't get knocked out, but wished I had), what happened, and my symptoms. I hear my husband screaming and eventually he finds me. He tells me he'll meet me there, then I tell them I don't have my phone. Everyone said they would look for it and I'd get it as soon as possible. 

They get me to the hospital and I am having SEVERE pain in my abdomen. My husband follows behind minutes later. I ask him if he got my phone, and he said they couldn't find it. I know what happened to it. The man that helped me had to have been so scared of my husband, that he just gave his statement and left. When my husband is angry, he's ANGRY! The nursing team comes and takes me away for scans, x-rays, and for the doc to examine me. They FINALLY give me pain meds, followed by the results. They said I had a tear in my large intestine and internal bleeding. They said they'd have to make small incisions and clean up my insides. I agree and say let's get this done. 

I woke up in SO much pain, but I remember also being really high, thanks morphine. The doctor came in and said things went well and I should be out in a few days. During these few days I remember people coming in and out, and the walls coming at me, thanks morphine. I do remember my friend Kirsten coming to visit me late, must have been when she got off of work, and I remember not feeling so great. I told her what was going on, because she is also a nurse, and she was concerned. I didn't put too much thought into it, just thought it was pain from the surgery. The next morning the doctors were trying to discharge me. One of the doctors thought I was there for pain drugs, but Dr. Tapper was VERY concerned about the pain in my abdomen. He says to me, "I don't feel comfortable discharging you when you're in this much pain." I agreed! He then said, "I'm going to have to cut you wide open to see what's going on." My response was, "Well, I'm in pain and you have to do what you have to do." So, I go in soon after for my second surgery.

I wake up in EVEN MORE PAIN. I didn't understand why I still was in so much pain, but I was very comfortable, because I had so many loved ones with me. I had friends, framily, and my husband by my side. I may have been really high and out of it, but I remember some parts, and the walls still coming at me, thanks morphine. IF I HAD TEXTED, VOXED, OR CALLED you when I was on drugs, I AM SORRY!!!!!! My husband shouldn't have given me the phone right away that he had bought for me. As my stay continued, they made me get up and walk, which was EXTREMELY painful and uncomfortable. At this point, I still haven't even looked at my stomach. Later, the doc comes in and decided to take staples out of my stomach. When the doc and the nurse went to grab a few things they needed, I snapped a shot of my stomach and FREAKED! I had 2 giant holes in my stomach. I had no clue! I was so freaked out by this I couldn't even talk, but before the doctor left I asked him what happened. He said I a blood clot explode inside me and I went septic. This means, IF they would have discharged me, I would have had up to 48 hours to live. If the infection didn't kill me, the blood clot would have traveled to my heart or brain and would have killed me. So, Dr. Tapper literally saved my life by not discharging me. 

So, It had been about 2 weeks, still in the hospital, and bills already up to a quarter of a million dollars. The stay continues, the bills continue to rack up, and more and more walking. I had a stay of just over 3 weeks in the hospital alone. They FINALLY discharged me. I was allowed to be at home on bed rest and only walk a little here and a little there. I was on house arrest, thats house arrest to me, for 3 weeks.
Being home wasn't fun either. I had what they call a wound vac in my stomach to keep it clean and dry. I had to have a nurse change this 3x a week, and was one of the most painful thing I've ever been through. I even had one nurse come to my house and rip it right out of me. They eventually took me off the vac, and put me on wet to dry. It's a bunch of gauze to keep it clean. I did this myself.  

While being on bed rest, I spoke to my lawyer. He tells me that she's like 21, no assets, minimum insurance, no nothing, and if we went after her for money, it'd be like getting money from a rock. LOVELY NEWS..... (sarcasm).....  I get all these injuries and am down for 2 months and she gets a ticket for reckless driving. So, this means, after all is said and done, I will have to pay out of pocket whatever my insurance doesn't cover. This is just fantastic news, especially after what I've gone through. 

Fast forward to today, I still have an open wound, but one is healed. I hope the other will be healed in about another 3 weeks. Thankfully, I have sweert FRAMILY that live here in Florida. Yes, framily. I don't live near any of my family, so they're not here to help. If it wasn't for my husband, framily, and friends, I'd be all alone. My framily Ryan, Angel, and Krissy set up a fundraiser for me, to help with the bills when they all come in or a new car. They were able to raise $5,000.00 for me and a truely selfless thing they did for me, and I'll always be grateful. Lexie is my wrestling mum/my sister/ my best friend and she was there for me a ton. She is always there for me, and i'm forever grateful for her kindness towards me, not just for this, but in life. I'm grateful for my husband who stayed with me every single night, and who went above and beyond for me the whole time. I love him more than he knows. I hope I can be there for everyone as much as they were there for me. Love you all. 

My life was taken from me for 2 months, I wasn't able to see my little from Big Brother Big Sister, I can't compete for at least a year, I can't wrestle for at least a year, I will have a huge scar for the rest of my life, and the most upsetting thing to me, is that I can not even try for a baby for a year, and that is something we were hoping to try for. 

Today I ask all of you to please think about your loved ones, friends, family, and pets before you text, talk on your phone, tweet, facebook, etc while driving. If this can happen to me, this can happen to any one of them and even yourself. I wasn't the one on my phone, but she was. I'm the one that got hurt, she didn't. I know phones are the lifeline these days, but please keep my story in the back of your head, stay safe and keep your family safe.

Thursday, January 30, 2014

Big Brother Big Sister

People keep asking me why I decided to become a Big in the Big Brother Big Sister program. I get asked; "Why?" Told,  "It'll look great on your resume!" Someone told me, "I thought about it and never went through with it." Some comments from people about me being in the program are either REALLY rude and they don't know it, or VERY supportive, which makes me happy. 

Well, when I was 8 years old I got put in the program. My grandma couldn't really do anything with me, so she put me in the program. My grandmother is in a wheelchair and suffers from MS. I was a very shy child and didn't get out much, so she thought this would be great for me. So, I met my Big and I was very shy. I rarely spoke to her, but she kept trying and trying. Eventually, she got me to make decent conversation, but I was still very shy. My Big put me in many situations where I'd have to introduce myself, use my manners, educated me on the things she found interesting, etc. She stayed with me from age 8-16. We went our separate ways as we were both growing up, but it wasn't a falling out,  just a change in each other's lives. 

Fast forward 15 years later, I decided I wanted to pay it forward. I received a little names Reniyah who's 8 years old! That is the same age I was when I started. I want to help my little Reniyah to grown up to be a wonderful lady. I absolutely love my little and I believe she loves me. I couldn't have asked for a better little lady to spend my time with. She keeps me on my toes, and teaches me as much as I teach her. I've only had her for about 8 months, but it feels like I've known her, her whole life. 

I just hope she keeps me longer than a year, which is the contract you sign.  I would like to give her at least the years Lori gave me, or longer. 

I hope some of you join BBBS, because there are a ton of little boys and girls who need role models in their lives. 


Sunday, January 26, 2014


First off I'd like to just say retiring isn't easy by any means. I'm sure a lot of wrestlers struggle through this, but when it's time you'll know, and I know. 

Pro wrestling is my first love and my first committed relationship. We were together for 13 years strong.   Even though my love has hurt me over and over again, especially when I was first breaking in, I still kept going back. LOL! I might be a little stubborn and hard headed, but I love this business with all my heart. I've taken a hiatus every now and then when I've gotten hurt, but never for long, but after; broken foot x3 (same freakin foot), tear in knee, broken coccyx, broken back, nose broken 3x, busted open x?, broken fingers, a broken arm, crack in skull, elbow chips, many black and blue spots, especially eyes, cuts, and many major and minor concussions, it's time. This is the HARDEST breakup i've ever had. Unless you've ever been a pro for x plus years, then you have no clue how I feel right now. 

I am grateful for everyone I've met, the family that I've grown from wrestling, wrestlers, trainers, fans, promoters, ring crew, photographers, anyone I've ever met in wrestling. Thank you to you all for every moment we've spent together, the impact you've had on my life, and the relationships we've grown. 

Thank you Horace for taking me under your wing, even though you didn't want me to wrestle, but you knew I would whether you liked it or not. Thanks for the hours you put in on the phone, ring, after practice, EVERY QUESTION I HAD AFTER WATCHING THE PRODUCT. LOL! EVERYTHING! Thank you Eddie Sharkey for all of you knowledge in the business, even out of ring experience. Thank you Lexie Fyfe for being my first woman trainer and helping transform me into the workers I was, for being one of my very best friends, for being my sister, and for being my maid of honor. Gran Apache por ser una inspiración increíble para mi carrera de lucha libre. Eres un entrenador asombroso, y agradezco todo el tiempo que puso en . Un año de entrenamiento desde era un tiempo de vida del conocimiento. GRACIAS, Te amo, muchos besos.

Thank you to all the women who have trusted me with their lives over the last 13 years. Thank you for putting on some of the best women's matches out there with me. To the ladies who have helped me grow over the years, thank you. To the ones I've gotten the chance to help, now it's your turn to do what I did for you, to those who DESERVE it. Make the new generation earn it, but now it's your turn to share the business with them. I am grateful and blessed to have met you all, worked with you all, and happy to call all of you that have stuck by my side through the years, my sisters, LOVE YOU ALL! To Lacey and Vicky (Jetta) we're officially retired, broads. No more MNHWC or IHWC. Love you Twats!

Now to the new Shine Champion Ivelisse. I want to thank you for my last match. You are a great competitor and deserve to be the new Shine Champ. You've worked so hard and I have seen you grow significantly over the years. Many fans probably don't know this, but Shine 16 was not the first time I've wrestled Ivie. I've wrestled her once YEARS ago and have known her before Valkyrie, and through our Valkyrie times we've grown closer. She is a spit fire, fast, smart, and is going to be one hell of a champion. Shine is lucky to have this lady as the second champ ever! Get it girl, and make me proud!

Lastly, I would like to thank pro wrestling and Lexie Fyfe for bringing me and my husband together. If it wasnt for those two, I would not have met the love of my life Christopher Gray. I'm a very happily married woman thank to this man. We have a family of each other and two wonderful pugs (Collin and Eddie), and I wouldn't trade my life for any other. Thank you my love for being so supportive of my career and being there for my last match. I love you from the bottom of my heart.

Now that I'm retired from one thing, doesn't mean I'm retired from life. I'm working on a lot of things, so you'll hear a lot from me soon. But it's time to work hard and put new energy into new things.

Sincerely, thank you, love (whatever you know me as) Rain/Bonnie/Payton or some call me Bon Bon lol!