OT: wreck on the vineyard lap, I was one of the first on the scene... Options

[Trekkor]

So I'm sitting here bumping the board...As usual (IMG:http://www.914world.com/bbs2/html/emoticons/dry.gif)

This guy is pounding on my front door, telling me to call 911 because of a wreck with injuries just up the street.

Small Toyota pick-up took on one of the faster sections.
The truck was COMPLETELY WASTED. Multi roll over as it went through the trees and down an embankment.

Don't drink and drive. ( I smelled the booze )

I grabbed my vinyl gloves, clean rags and the first aid kit.
Went down to help the lady that was the worst.
BLOOD everywhere...Embedded glass.
Air bags saved them from worse.
I put a cloth over the arm as the paramedics arrived.
The driver was up and walking around, they put him on a back board just in case.

The lady was sleeping and had to wake up to air bags, breaking glass and trees across the hood.

They'll both be fine.

This happens about once every couple of months on the vineyard lap.

What was strange is that when I first came up to the lady, she was sitting up, holding the arm and smoking a cig... (IMG:http://www.914world.com/bbs2/html/emoticons/confused24.gif)

KT

[pastordavid]

Sorry I am late getting in on this thread. I meant to post a few days ago, but...

I was in a wreck three years ago this past May. I was going in to the office, less than 2 miles from the parsonage. As I was turning across the fourlane, undivided, infront of the church, a young mother in a minivan came around another car heading the opposite direction (around on the right, I might add) and hit me in the right front corner. It pushed me through the intersection, up against a building that housed, appropriately enough, a casket company. You know, you can't make this stuff up!

The impact literally took off the front end of my car, motor and all. The speed limit was 30, and she was not ticketed. Fortunately, neither her nor any of her three lids in the van were injured. My story was a little different. I was first taken to the local hospital, and then lifelined to Indianapolis (Methodist Hospital). The doctors tell me I died in the helicopter, and before they could get the paddles out my hear kicked in again.

This was 500 weekend in Indy, so I was lucky enough to have all the best on call. Dr. Terry Trammell was the first to see me, and he then referred me to Dr. Jerry House. My wife was told when she left Brazil, IN. that IF I was alive when she got there, I would be in surgery anywhere from 5-9 hours. Imagine that 2 hour drive! When she did arive, I was not in surgery. She panicked. They finally found me, sitting in the ER, talking to the Drs and Nurses.

We were told that I would be in the hospital 4-6 week. Wrong again. I was released in 4 days (my wife thinks it is because they couln;t stand me any more), and I was back in the pulpit the following Sunday. The injuries? A Basilar (?) sckull fracture (the one that killed Dale Earnhardt), three other skull fractures, de3stroyed the right middle ear (I now have about 40% hearing there), and brain shearing. No brain damage (still being debated, I am working on a 914...). Oh, and the car? a 1991 Cadillac Seville, not a lightweight!

Needless to say, I am a blessed individual, and do not take lightly those that stop and help. Trekkor, thank you for your willingness to be there. I still struggle with my eyesight, my memory isn't as good as it used to be, the right side of may face has suffered some paralysis, similar to Bells Palsy, and there are the headaches and fatigue I still fight.

Just a fatherly note (I am one of the older guys here) - Be careful out there! Life is indeed precious, and can change in the wink of an eye.

Thanks for reading, if you got this far.

pastor david (IMG:http://www.914world.com/bbs2/html/emoticons/wavey.gif)