bad things
So, I'm not in Folly. Needless to say, I'm quite upset by this. It would have been lovely to be there.
However, I was in a wreck last night in which a bicyclist ran into my car. As the police pointed out, "This sort of thing happens all the time."
Well, Savannah, maybe you should think of bike lanes. And posting pamphlets about how cyclists need to stop at stop signs. And wear helmets. And, yes, I do feel horrible about it, and I wish it hadn't happened.
But, at the same time, I can't help but be indignant at the fact that someone would just dart out without looking and potentially ruin their life for no reason. Maybe she was late, maybe she was drunk/drugged, maybe she was just zoning out.
Regardless, it happened. And I can't change it. I really hope she's okay. I wish it hadn't happened and I wish that there was something that I could do. I don't really know anything about her condition or anything, and I think that sending flowers could be taken the wrong way ("You can't buy us off after hitting our daughter!" or "You can't buy my silence or forgiveness with some stupid flowers!")
Luckily, two of the people in the car with me were certified, licensed EMTs. So, they were immediately out of the car, on the phone with 911, checking her pulse and her respiration, etc. They even had the experience to get the go ahead to turn her over off her face and onto her back, because they knew what a c-spot was (I don't) and all that stuff, and they were able to help the actual ambulance EMTs get her on the stretcher and get a neck brace on her. So, that's all really good. Plus, she was breathing and had a fairly normal pulse, so that's also good, and the ambulance waited a bit before driving off. Yes, she's listed as being in critical condition, but I think it's just because she was unconscious. It seems to me that that's what they do with unconscious people.
Also, weird thing, when the guy was interviewing me as to what happened, a) he gave me the "whoa, you're a slut" face when he asked if I was on any medication and I said yes, birth control. He was also confused when I said I was home for spring break because he thought I was from Florida. Turns out, he was holding the bicycle girl's license and we looked exactly alike. Creepy.
Anyway, I feel much better to get that out. Sorry for the large rant there. In other news, because of all this, I haven't been hungry and my parents are like, super pissed at me for not being able to eat. Guys, chill. I'll be fine.
However, I was in a wreck last night in which a bicyclist ran into my car. As the police pointed out, "This sort of thing happens all the time."
Well, Savannah, maybe you should think of bike lanes. And posting pamphlets about how cyclists need to stop at stop signs. And wear helmets. And, yes, I do feel horrible about it, and I wish it hadn't happened.
But, at the same time, I can't help but be indignant at the fact that someone would just dart out without looking and potentially ruin their life for no reason. Maybe she was late, maybe she was drunk/drugged, maybe she was just zoning out.
Regardless, it happened. And I can't change it. I really hope she's okay. I wish it hadn't happened and I wish that there was something that I could do. I don't really know anything about her condition or anything, and I think that sending flowers could be taken the wrong way ("You can't buy us off after hitting our daughter!" or "You can't buy my silence or forgiveness with some stupid flowers!")
Luckily, two of the people in the car with me were certified, licensed EMTs. So, they were immediately out of the car, on the phone with 911, checking her pulse and her respiration, etc. They even had the experience to get the go ahead to turn her over off her face and onto her back, because they knew what a c-spot was (I don't) and all that stuff, and they were able to help the actual ambulance EMTs get her on the stretcher and get a neck brace on her. So, that's all really good. Plus, she was breathing and had a fairly normal pulse, so that's also good, and the ambulance waited a bit before driving off. Yes, she's listed as being in critical condition, but I think it's just because she was unconscious. It seems to me that that's what they do with unconscious people.
Also, weird thing, when the guy was interviewing me as to what happened, a) he gave me the "whoa, you're a slut" face when he asked if I was on any medication and I said yes, birth control. He was also confused when I said I was home for spring break because he thought I was from Florida. Turns out, he was holding the bicycle girl's license and we looked exactly alike. Creepy.
Anyway, I feel much better to get that out. Sorry for the large rant there. In other news, because of all this, I haven't been hungry and my parents are like, super pissed at me for not being able to eat. Guys, chill. I'll be fine.