Date Of Injury: July 21st
My name is Julie Saint-Fleur and on the night of July 21st my whole life changed. I was taking food orders at a night club when two of the customers got into a argument. One of them pulled out a gun and started shooting. When the first shot rung out me and all the customers turned to run. At which point a fryer was knocked over.
The first point of impact for me was the bottom of my spine. When it hit me I believed it was a bullet. I remember screaming out “Mark I think I got shot!” Running to my brother who was the cook, inside the kitchen. He said, “No it was oil! I need to get you to the hospital” but there was still chaos outside and I could not get outside while I was in the club someone handed me bottles of water to pour on my back. I could see pink flesh on my side but the pain had not quite caught up with me.
When everything settled down and it was safe to walk outside my adrenaline seemed to go away and I was now in excruciating pain. When I got to the local hospital they had to cut off all my clothes and wash off the oil so that it could stop cooking my skin. I remember screaming at the top of my lungs and crying but there was no tears. At this point they were pumping morphine in me into two IVs but the pain just seemed to grow.
They informed me that I would be transferred to a burn center. I passed out on the commute and woke up to be prepped for surgery. 4 weeks later I was discharged. The recovery process hasn’t been the challenging part for me. It was the emotional scars I couldn’t seem to address. I was angry and hurt by this. I wanted revenge. I felt ugly and defeated. That is no longer the case.
In the midst of my entire backside being burned all my tattoos were destroyed except one! “Omnia Causa Fiunt” – Everything Happens for a Reason. I now know this is my purpose to bring awareness to violence and the importance of self-love.