Trauma

It's been some time now that I have been able to have enough time to get on and write about anything.

Finally got a new job after about 2.5 months of sitting on mah ass and going to interviews all over the city.





Yesterday Jen and I were driving back home from doing a little needless shopping when I saw a car in the middle of the road with the entire front end crunched in. I saw a lady on the the cell phone so I pulled over to see if she was alright. She said she was but she did not know what happened. I looked around and saw that there was no other cars around that looked like they were involved. There were no poles that were damaged or anything like that either.

She said she was ok but that her cousin was in the car and was hurt. I looked in and there she was laying on the seat, her head was cut open and bleeding pretty bad. I looked up and saw that she had smashed her head on the windshield. There was a clear indention in the glass from it. I asked her to stay still and that we would have someone out as soon as they could get here. Jen was calling the police while all of this was going on.

The lady said that she was driving and that a car had hit her head on but she does not know where it went. I asked for a description of the car so I could look around the neighborhood and find it. I looked down the road and saw a white truck pulled over on the wrong side of the road with a man exiting it. The funny thing was that his car was pointed in the same direction as she was but they were going opposite ways when the accident occured. I went over to him accross four lanes of traffic. He was holding his head and could barely speak. He said that he was travelling the other direction but she hit him and spun him around. His car was about a 1/2 mile from the actual site though.

I assured him as well that we were getting someone out there to take care of him and everyone else and to just go back and sit in his car. I felt so bad for him too because he was totally out of it.

i went back to check on the lady and her cousin. Jen had offered a seat in our car to get out of the rain. Just then the para and police showed up.

I just sat there for a min not sure what to do. A few others had stopped as well to make sure everyone was ok. One lady just got out of church and saw everything going on and stopped. She came up to Jen and I and gave us a hug each for stopping.

I have always worn a seatbelt but seeing this trauma makes me a true beliver.

Clive Law