The other end of my day

[lyons_game]

I left work feeling really good. Had a half hard on thinking about what the future may hold. On the way home I travel I-75. I could see traffic slowing down. As I came to a stop I saw smoke across the median. Traffic was stopped on both sides, it must have just happened. I saw two folks standing by the car that was smoking. It was upside

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[lyons_game]

Thanks for the kind words and sharing your experiences. I am really struggling about discussing this. It is something that I have to get off my chest, but I don't need to share it with others. I told my boss because I was a zombie yesterday. I didn't sleep that night. I slept like a rock last night. My boss told me to take the day off. I declined. I am afraid sitting somewhere alone will only magnify it for me. You said that you put a tourniquet on the guys arm. I don't think I could have done that. When I first got to the scene, I stood next to two guys and we just looked at each other. I knew then he was in real trouble. It took that nurse who came charging in to get us to act. I admire you for what you did. You know the funniest part of all, is that once the emergency folks come along, there is nothing for you to do, but leave. There is nothing else you can do. The people involved, that you gave your heart and soul to try to help are gone. I stood in the median of the expressway in shock. Another nurse came up to me and put her arms around my shoulders. She asked me if I was married, had kids and if I believed in God. She said that she worked with death everyday. That we did all we could for the guy. She blessed me. I feel empty.

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[chgowiz]

When I came home, I hyperventilated and bawled for about 2 hours... just curled up. It took days before I could get the images to get out of my head.

And yea, when the parameds and firemen showed up, I'm no longer in the picture. I wanted so bad to find out what hospital they were going to... just so I could know if they lived or died.. but I didn't.

Good for you for stopping... I always stop. Have helped out in more accidents than I can count.

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[lyons_game]

Not to be overdramatic, but the nuns taught me that when I mess up, I put a piece on my pile of wood for when I burn in hell. When I do something good, I take a piece off. I think you will be rewarded for your good deeds. I understand when people don't stop. There is a tendency to fear involvement. It was odd, there were cars backed up for miles on both sides. There were only a hand full of us that took the initiative to try to help. I have to pass over the spot where the car burned on the way to work. It is a sad reminder of a horrible event.