I’ll see your c7 and raise you a broken neck!
On the 20th of May 2012, Sunday morning while driving along the auto strata heading towards an underground tunnel, I told Shaun, that I was experiencing flashes of being involved in an auto accident. Although the flashes were quick and blurred they were visually disturbing enough that I kept sharing my feelings about the visions. Just before entering the two lane dimly lighted tunnel, I remember raising my hand to my temple, pondering the distorted images that twisted tangles in my stomach. Absorbing our involvement in the accident, unaware of its occurrence.
Moments later, Shaun attempted to change lanes from the left, getting his tires a quarter over the right lane. Realizing he would hit a mini van in front of us, he quickly veered back left but the speeding car that was flashing its lights and tailing him, initially prompting my Husband’s abrupt lane change, ended up clipping our vehicle. We spun in a zig zag motion hard enough to completely flip our vehicle in the air before crashing tire side down and smashing our front end smack middle against a railing. I thought I was dead.
The fumes from the vehicle kept approaching witnesses in a frenzy as they motioned us to exit the vehicle in case of fire. Unable to exit the passenger door, let alone remove myself from our collision, I was carried away and laid far from the wreckage. Shaun’s and my eyes intently focused on one another’s until paramedics arrived, his eyes comforted me, calmed me from the shock I mistook as shivers from the cold concrete. Although I assured of Grim’s safe distance between us, nonetheless his Scythe pained me. Later, air lifted, CT scanned, X-rayed, examined and treated, the worst was finally over.
Aside from my fractured neck, mangled hand and foot, abrasions and bruises throughout my body, Shaun’s sore neck and back, we are so thankful our injuries weren’t much worse, because they should have been. Roll over’s are usually fatal. Since the accident, I keep replaying the incident in my head, the warning signs, the what-if scenarios the why us. It doesn’t matter though. We are here. Our car deemed a total loss but we’re not, we survived.
The worst part was, I knew it was coming and I couldn’t do anything to prevent this accident from happening….
In keeping with good spirits, once I regain my grip, I’m going to embrace my neck brace and give it some style! Bedazzle it, fabric it, glue gun something cute on it. Might as well give my neck brace a fashion forward look as its my 24 hour/7 day a week accessory.