reply to post by silo13
When I was 17, I was driving on the highway, heading to San Antonio after getting off work early. My car, as my Dad said, was only to get me from home
to school and work and back. However, the night of November 13th, 2003, I was off work early and thought I'd be able to run down the road to see some
friends at their respective work place.
I headed out, started south on US281, and about 10 minutes into my drive, a Mercedes ran a stop sign at a cross street. I was traveling south at
65mph, he was estimated to have been traveling at around 30-40mph. The impact speed of my Pathfinder [roof first] into a heavy center steel pole was
around 100mph. I hit airborne and rolled over on my drivers side. After the car impacted the pole, the vehicle spun 360 degrees on it's side axis,
landed in the median behind the pole and rolled between 3 and 5 times before coming to rest on it's drivers side.
When I woke up, my head was hanging out of the sunroof, my left arm was pinned between the roof and the drivers side door frame, and my knees were
pinned under the dash. I wiggled my fingers, my toes, sat for a second to see if I felt any pain...there was none. My mind was spinning and I passed
back out. When I awoke again, there was a man talking to me and asking me to please wake up, "please wake up kid, wake up!" he said. He asked me who
the president was and I jokingly said "Clinton again." when it was really Bush. He didn't like my humor as I didn't realize the severity of the wreck
I passed out again and the next time I woke up, there was a firetruck parked in front of my car, I was under a yellow bag with a fireman, and he was
shielding me from the glass and popping of the jaws of life they were using to cut the roof open to extract me. This is the point where I realized
something was wrong with my left shoulder. I started screaming because of the pain...then it subsided almost entirely. That's when I overheard, only
who I could assume was the fire chief, walk up from behind and ask another fireman "What do we have?" The fireman responded that it was a high speed
impact, 100mph, into the pole, a young man is pinned in the car and life flight is en route." The fire chief responded, okay, well I'm not expecting
him to make it. Let's get him out as soon as we can."
I was chilled to the bone. The pulled the roof back, pushed the dash forward, and pulled me out. They dragged me onto a stretcher as the life flight
helicopter was landing, and cut all of my clothes off except my boxers. It was FREEZING, especially in the choppers downdraft. I couldn't feel my
legs, because they had gone to sleep from the position I was in while I was pinned in the car. I thought I was paralyzed, and I was scared. Just
thinking about it makes me want to cry, even now. The emotions were so strong.
...that's when she appeared at my feet. She was fair skinned, beautiful, green eyes, and long reddish hair. She was wearing a red peacoat and was
looking directly into my eyes with a bit of a smirk. Firemen and paramedics were rushing every which way in front of, and behind her, as if she
belonged. The second I saw her, I felt love...that's all I can say...it was pure love. At that very moment, I lost the feeling of being scared and it
was replaced with a calm like I've never felt in my life...
They loaded me up in the helicopter, stuck an IV in my arm and I fell asleep. I woke up again in ICU as a man next to me was being covered up and
wheeled out; I guess he didn't get as lucky as I that night. My aunt rushed in crying, and I said "Aunt Betsy, I'm going to be fine...just a broken
After some X-rays, a sling, and a basic prognosis, I was released the next morning at 4am with 8 stitches in my jaw (from my head going through my
car's glass sunroof) and a broken collar bone. I suffered some minor brain trauma and lost my short term memory for a period of time, but was
otherwise in excellent shape for the severity of the wreck.
I told my mom about the woman and she asked around, asked the fire department who she was, asked the hospital if she came in at all, asked other
witnesses at the scene of the accident...not a single person saw her, other than me.
Oddly enough, tomorrow is the 10 year anniversary of my accident.
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