I witnessed a horrible auto accident today and it has me torn

up. It happened as I sat at a stop sign. A grandmother and her eight-year-old granddaughter pulled out in front of a guy going about 60 miles an hour. He broadsided her car on the little girl's side door. To top it off, it happened right when this arctic front decided to whip through. It was pouring rain with a horrible cold wind. I ran over with my umbrella flapping inside out in the wind:eyes: and asked if everyone was okay. The little girl and grandmother were hurt and pinned in the car. The other guy was wandering around their car in shock. I told him to go sit in my car until the paramedics arrived. Another man who witnessed it came running over with two bigger umbrellas and blankets (thank-God) and we held the umbrellas over the broken windows and tried to wrap the girl and her grandmother up until the police and paramedics arrived.

Once I got home I think I too sort of went into some kind of shock. I think they will all be okay--a miracle, considering the cars were totaled. But wow, I just can't quit thinking about them. :cry:

Awesome that you were there for those folks, it sounds like you handled the situation very well. Now you need to take care of yourself :hugs:

rings in my head. My mother is a nurse and I talked to her tonight about it. I told her I don't know how she did all those years. I also told the paramedic that my hat goes off to him 'cause I don't know how they do it.

I think at the time one goes into overdrive, but it's the "afterwards" and "reflecting" that makes you upset.

A couple of years ago I saw a couple get into a domestic and wreck their car in the middle of the argument (it looked like she was trying to run him over.) Their kid was unhurt (a damned lucky thing, as he was in a too-small prehistoric car seat) but the Mom started having seizures and the Dad, who seemed to be tweaking, was yelling and screaming and it was nuts.

Witnessing an accident is a hell of a way to ruin your day, isn't it? But it's a good thing for that family that you saw what happened and were able to give a good report.

my husband had just gotten home from being on the road for two weeks. I usually have my two kids with me but they were playing with a friend. I was going to the store to get some groceries for this weekend and I was in such a good mood.

I'm trying to shake that numb feeling.

it's good to let it out and talk

sounds really hard

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It does take a long time to get over the shock of something like that. I'll never forget some of the accident scenes I've driven by...especially a car on fire, after a wreck, when I lived in Los Angeles.

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This is the Genesis of what makes you different from far, far too many people.

This is direct action. We should all learn from this.

Years ago, I was visiting a friend at work at her dad's company. Her dad came out, said something to her, turned around and hit the floor. (Heart attack). I yelled out for the other employees, who started CPR, called 911, sent my friend to the break room, called her mother, followed the ambulance to the hospital, tried to comfort my friend and her mother, and held them while they cried after her dad was pronounced dead.

I was totally cool during the whole ordeal, but the minute I got home and saw my mom, I burst into tears. It took a while to get over the feelings, but I finally did.

Bless you for your very quick action in helping these people out. :hug:

It's weird how at the time, when the adrenaline is flowing, logic steps in, but the minute it's over something comes over you that is unexplainable.

I never fall apart in a crisis; it's always afterward that I turn into a quivering pile of nerves and tears.

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What a wonderful thing you did, to stop and make sure everyone was okay. Many would have just drove by (and I'm sure did). It'

I agree about the shock coming in later. It's very normal to feel what you're feeling.

This summer, a good friend of mine witnessed someone die. They were rollerblading without a helmet, and hit a girder on a bridge. He was cycling by and stopped to help; he put pressure on the head wound and flagged someone down with a cellphone to call 911.

It hit him hard later that evening, and took a couple of months for him to feel okay (he somehow thought it might have been his fault; that the rollerblader was trying to avoid him, etc).



You did the right thing and can be proud of that. You'll feel better soon. :hug:

for the hugs:) My spouse is asleep as we speak and I while I understand his need for sleep (drives for a living) it sucks to feel this alone. Thanks again:)

:) All sorts of feelings come bearing their ugly heads when something like this happens, but fortunately, what stands out is the compassion of others...for one, the older guy who came over with the two umbrellas and the blanket. He actually reminded me of Harry Reid. He looked just like him and was so kind.

I've helped out at several accident scenes. Being calm and supportive to injured people really makes a difference while they wait for
the EMT's to arrive. Sounds like they were very lucky.

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Kept your wits about and helped out. It's okay to fall apart after. You need to do that... otherwise you store it up and it would come back to haunt you.

Now, my story... several years ago, I was coming back from the Okanagan Valley (in BC), at Easter. I was going convoy with a friend of my sister, and her daughter thru the mountains. The roads were awful. Just outside of Lake Louise, there was a horrendeous accident. I was in front, and saw the bodies (and parts) literally strewen across several meters of road. The RCMP or the EMT had not arrived yet. I pulled over, stopped, and ran to my friend's car... she's an emerg RN. I grabbed her kid and held her close. Pat (my friend the RN) grabbed her kit and did what she could do. All I could do (or think of doing) was not letting her young daughter see the carnage. I am capable of doing basic first aide; but at that point, and from what I saw, my best thing to do was not expose the kid to the carnage. To this day, every time I drive that route, all I can see is body parts. It does stick with one.

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I was in a car accident about ten years ago. It totaled the car my dad got me for Christmas a month before he passed away. It tore me up. I was traveling southbound, going around 50, 15 miles an hour below the speed limit. This complete hag of a woman tried to do a U-turn on a two lane highway. Apparently she was going shopping at the Super Walmart and had passed her husband. Apparently he would have been angry about her going shopping. Anyway, I broad sided her and her daughter had a severe concussion from smacking her head against the passenger side window and was unconscious. I went into some serious shock, but of course, no one was paying attention to me because I was conscious and walking around. It's still difficult to drive through that part of the highway without having flashbacks.
I'm glad you weren't hurt and everyone was still alive. I think you'll be ok, and the memory will pass, even though it will be awhile. :hug:
Duckie