It was all in the southbound lane and we were in the northbound lane, but we just parked there because there’s just people everywhere; they’re just screaming, crying, whatever. I jumped the Jersey barrier and this guy is just FUBAR-ed. He’s still alive; it would have been better if he was just dead, but he died in the back of the ambulance. What we think happened, or appeared to have happened, was that he wrecked his truck and as it was rolling down the interstate; he got ejected. His truck was sitting sideways south of the accident and the weird thing is that some of the bystanders said that right after that happened, he stood up, and then, he got hit 2 or 3 times by other vehicles. He was, for as bad as he was messed up, still moving his eyes, still breathing, and still had a pulse. We boarded him quick, threw him in the back of the ambulance. The medic met up with us. We didn’t leave right away because we had that feeling that he wasn’t gonna make it. It was pretty much a give-me that he wasn’t gonna live. They put him a monitor on him, his pulse was like 20, then went to 16, then like 14, then like 12, and his breathing was getting shallow, and the biggest thing is the color of his skin. It went from red like road- burn to purple and then, it just went white when his pulse hit zero, and then, he died; there was no way to save him. He had a hole the size of a soft ball missing out of the side of his head like right here beside his right eye.…
his hand and his two sons bleeding from their chest. Ma grabbed them and called the EMT’s, but…
After surgery, the interns took him down to the ICU. Dr. Ryan explained to me that he was stable and that they were going to keep him for observation for a few days. I felt like a huge weight has been lifted off of my shoulders.…
I immediately rushed to the scene to find his lifeless body being pulled out of his destroyed vehicle like a rag doll. The doctor said he died instantly and didn't suffer, but that didn't help to make me feel any better. His mom said he was on his way to see me which only makes the grieving process worse. Honestly, I can't help but to blame myself. I sent the text that…
I went home after get my leg bandaged up and leaving Cameron there. As I was preparing to go to bed the phone rang. The call I received was from the hospital saying Cameron had survived the gunshot, but would need weeks to recover. Then I went to sleep and spent the next few days healing.…
He’s still refusing to see a medic which is the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard in my life. Grabbing my phone tightly in my hand I dialed the number of the a man I knew who could help, even if I wasn't sure Ethan wanted it. The guy I chatted with over the phone came over to our house to check out the problem. As he was walking in, he slammed in shin into the couch and, got a small cut. After a while of looking at Ethan's leg the man suggested that he should go get it look at. As expected Ethan refused to go see the doctor. The man that came over called me to say that he got infection too and so did his wife. They went to see the doctor and he said it was unlike anything he had seen before, they couldn't go home because it would become deathly infected within hours and it would spread very…
I did end up going to get my mom and she rushed my dad to the ER. His tibia had sustained a…
One day, when I was lying on the bed and started to relax myself. Suddenly, a question jumped out from my mind. What was the most significant event that I had experience in my life? At the moment that I was wondering what was the answer. An answer came in to my mind. It was a trip. It was my first visit, to a country that I had always been told was my great grandfather’s motherland. It was a land I knew no more about than what the travel brochures told me.…
The most memorable time in my life was my daughter's cleft palate surgery. It was January 4th when my daughter and I had to leave El Paso, TX to take a trip to Austin, TX. It was a long drive for a little baby like her at the time she was only two years old. Early that morning my parents took us to the bus station.The bus was leaving at 6 a.m. in the morning to get to Austin, TX at midnight. My daughter and I felt it was the longest drive ever as the bus was very full and kept stopping. Finally, we arrived to Austin at midnight. I had to walk around for some time until I found a cab to take us to the hotel. I was scared and nervous. I was all alone with my daughter in a city we didn't know. We arrived to the hotel and finally felt safe and some peace. As soon as we walked in the room, I called my family and let them know we were good.…
Cancer, the word burned into my mind. My dad has cancer. The realization of this was so painful, that it was too much to bear. It was Multiple Myeloma, disease with which was not familiar. All that I knew was that my dad had cancer and my world was about to change forever.…
Finally, I was able to call 9-1-1 and a few ambulances came immediately all agreeing that he was seriously ill from malnutrition, deciding they would need to take him to the hospital. The frantic events did not help with my concussion but the adrenaline that kept me going erased the pain and I was able to take care of him. I was able to take care of my best friend.…
There are times that are ingrained in everyone's mind. Some of these moments are filled with joy, and some are filled with pain. The moments impact us in some way. When asked to look at a moment that impacted me. I can only choose one, the moment that made the biggest impact, when my mom died.…
As a child, looking at the world, everything seemed big and scary. Naturally, most children would dive into the new world with fresh eyes and contentment, but I would always stay back. I would think things through and consider consequences before acting irrationally. My friends would always do things with spontaneity while I would get left behind sitting alone shrouded by my fear. As life gradually moved on, I grew to overcome my fears and not overanalyze situations with the help of a few moments in my life.…
Not many people can look back in their lives and pinpoint some exact moments that changed their lives. And to find the most important moment of all those moments is a hard thing to do for most of them. For me, I had two very important moments that had a huge impact on my life which are Participating in January 25th revolution and Joining the AUC. However, I find Joining the AUC is more important as it was a part of the influence I had that made me wanting to participate in the revolution. Joining the AUC was a very hard decision to make; it took a very long time to get it done. We have to go back to the beginning of the story, which can be divided to four phases of my life.…
In an instant, I was wide-awake. An asphyxiating, crushing pressure and dark, dank air felt like my only company. I was dying, or so every part of my being was telling me. The immense, clutching pains radiating from my chest to my jaw could be only one thing… a heart attack. I lay there silently, overwhelmed with crippling fear and panic; frozen, immobile, waiting for what my mind had deemed inevitable. Wait…the pain was beginning to ease. The powerful clutch of dread freezing me was beginning to weaken. My mind flooded with hope. I’m going to be okay.…