posted on Jun, 22 2012 @ 12:02 AM
OP, I'm glad you're okay.
When I was 12, I went camping with my friend and his family. We went canoeing in a river (I can't remember the name). In the canoe was me (steering
in the front), my friend, and my friend's mother's friend who was an expert in canoeing. At one point in the river, there was a three-way split. To
the far left was a clear route, then an island, then a narrower route, then a downed tree, then an even narrower route underneath another tree. The
supposed expert told me to steer left, then right, then left again. By the time we got to the split, it was too late. Our canoe ran atop the downed
tree in the river and we were stuck. I remember her telling my friend and I to take our shoes off, as the canoe was going to tip and we would need to
swim to shore. The current was going pretty fast through there, as there was a bottleneck with the two sides of the shore, the island, and the tree
in the water caused the water to increase in speed much more than either side of the split.
I took my shoes off and sure enough, the canoe tipped. I fell in the water and immediately upon going in, I went into shock. It was summer, but the
water was very cold. I think the anticipation of falling in the water helped to get me to a state of shock, so when I actually fell in, it was more
than my brain could handle. Upon entering shock, I was unable to use my legs. They were like a bag of rocks. Thankfully, my hands and arms were
still useful. The island was about 10 feet to my left. If I didn't make it to the island, I would have gone into the main part of the river and
don't know if I could make it to shore. Everything within in me fought to drag myself to the island. I reached the island. I tried to walk, but
fell. I could feel the sharp rocks on the bottom of my feet, but I didn't have any strength or ability to stand up. I used my hands and arms to
crawl toward the other side of the island. It was about 7 feet. One of the adults in the area swam across the river to the island. I had been
yelling that I cannot feel my legs and I'm sure my face was as white as a ghost. The man who came to my aid told me to wrap my arms around his neck
and he would wade to shore.
I was able to find one of my shoes, but the other was lost. Five minutes later, someone from downstream came up and had my shoe. This was the only
time I had ever been in shock and I hope it is my last. It is a terrifying feeling to be completely helpless.
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