I'm sitting there watching the Cowboys get hammered and the phone rings and my daughter is on the phone crying saying her and her best friend were in a wreck and her head is bleeding. I jump in the truck and head out to the location and call 911 on the way.... I realized I have no idea how to describe where she is located and in frustration I hang up and call a friend that lives by there and have them call 911.
As I fly down the gravel road I have visions in my head and quickly remember all the medical assistance I have given others as well as instructed many times in my life. I see the lights in the road and jump out of the truck and completely...... like a machine...... I intend to render first responder care until a more qualified person arrives on the scene. I hear my daughter crying and focus on the blood on her forehead, stop check for breathing (crying) check, pulse(hysterical) attempted to calm her with instructions of long slow breaths and relax, daddy's is here, circulation yes, control bleeding, treat for shock and a quick scan of the extremities for additional injuries (broken bones, dislocations, fluids) check.... pillow under her head...... by now more people are slowly arriving the dark cold country road begins to get busy....but still no ambulance...... I turn and her best friend.....the driver is "blank" faced and sitting a few feet from us alone stareing into space..... I attend to her the same way....no visible injuries a pillow and a blanket, I reassure her "It's OK Blanca, you did good girl....were all gonna be fine" .....finally the distance sirens begin to approach and law enforcement arrive on the scene..... one by one I am relieved of my assigned duties and responsibilities to be calm and in control in keeping the two girls relaxed. I then see a face as I stand back and let the scene get orchestrated by others..... my baby girl on a cold gravel road with blood on her forehead crying "I'm sorry daddy, don't be mad.... I was going to be home by curfew, It was an accident"...... the red and blue lights in the dark bounced off of the volunteer fire department workers, then the ambulance arrives followed by DPS..... I begin to feel my self control begin to slip (wanted to cry) but catch it because I still have to drive to the hospital and be a pilar of strength for Charmayne and Blanca....then Blanca's parents arrive they are very worried about Charmayne and their daughter, I reassure them its OK and I feel their concern....this gravel road on the turn even at slow speeds is hard to maneuver for anyone let alone a fairly new driver.....Cara and Blanca's mom get into the ambulance then the EMT says "I can only take one person"............. two mom's look at each other....Blanca's mom tells Cara to go and for a minute I think what a sacrifice.....then as quickly as the corner lit up the cars leave the split in the gravel road and it again becomes dark and cold.....before I get in my truck I look at the car in the ditch and then I notice..... a pole not 5 feet to the left that had the car hit....it could have been totally different.
Charmayne received a good lick to the forehead which broke the windshield..........and Blanca's last words before hitting the ditch were "I am so sorry Charmayne"...........when it happened the two girls got out of the car in the dark and Blanca wipes the blood from Char's forehead and tells her to lay down ..........she is terrified she has hurt her friend......Blanca's injuries right now are mental....her bubbly attitude is gone for now and she cant even smile....complete fear. Her parents are good folks too...... like Charmayne's forehead, Blanca's smile will return to normal. As we sat in room #6 of the emergency room.... Blanca and her parents were in room #17 and we kept bouncing back and forth with concern for each others child. There was no alcohol involved and the airbags did not deploy and seat belts were worn by both kids. Thank you God
As I fly down the gravel road I have visions in my head and quickly remember all the medical assistance I have given others as well as instructed many times in my life. I see the lights in the road and jump out of the truck and completely...... like a machine...... I intend to render first responder care until a more qualified person arrives on the scene. I hear my daughter crying and focus on the blood on her forehead, stop check for breathing (crying) check, pulse(hysterical) attempted to calm her with instructions of long slow breaths and relax, daddy's is here, circulation yes, control bleeding, treat for shock and a quick scan of the extremities for additional injuries (broken bones, dislocations, fluids) check.... pillow under her head...... by now more people are slowly arriving the dark cold country road begins to get busy....but still no ambulance...... I turn and her best friend.....the driver is "blank" faced and sitting a few feet from us alone stareing into space..... I attend to her the same way....no visible injuries a pillow and a blanket, I reassure her "It's OK Blanca, you did good girl....were all gonna be fine" .....finally the distance sirens begin to approach and law enforcement arrive on the scene..... one by one I am relieved of my assigned duties and responsibilities to be calm and in control in keeping the two girls relaxed. I then see a face as I stand back and let the scene get orchestrated by others..... my baby girl on a cold gravel road with blood on her forehead crying "I'm sorry daddy, don't be mad.... I was going to be home by curfew, It was an accident"...... the red and blue lights in the dark bounced off of the volunteer fire department workers, then the ambulance arrives followed by DPS..... I begin to feel my self control begin to slip (wanted to cry) but catch it because I still have to drive to the hospital and be a pilar of strength for Charmayne and Blanca....then Blanca's parents arrive they are very worried about Charmayne and their daughter, I reassure them its OK and I feel their concern....this gravel road on the turn even at slow speeds is hard to maneuver for anyone let alone a fairly new driver.....Cara and Blanca's mom get into the ambulance then the EMT says "I can only take one person"............. two mom's look at each other....Blanca's mom tells Cara to go and for a minute I think what a sacrifice.....then as quickly as the corner lit up the cars leave the split in the gravel road and it again becomes dark and cold.....before I get in my truck I look at the car in the ditch and then I notice..... a pole not 5 feet to the left that had the car hit....it could have been totally different.
Charmayne received a good lick to the forehead which broke the windshield..........and Blanca's last words before hitting the ditch were "I am so sorry Charmayne"...........when it happened the two girls got out of the car in the dark and Blanca wipes the blood from Char's forehead and tells her to lay down ..........she is terrified she has hurt her friend......Blanca's injuries right now are mental....her bubbly attitude is gone for now and she cant even smile....complete fear. Her parents are good folks too...... like Charmayne's forehead, Blanca's smile will return to normal. As we sat in room #6 of the emergency room.... Blanca and her parents were in room #17 and we kept bouncing back and forth with concern for each others child. There was no alcohol involved and the airbags did not deploy and seat belts were worn by both kids. Thank you God
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