"Life is precious." I never quite understood the
power behind those words until Saturday, July 25, 2016. My boyfriend was
driving me to a bridal shower because we were behind schedule from coming home
from a family camping trip and stopping at the Tomah Tractor Pull. We were
navigating a hilly, curvy road that we had traveled a couple times before and
we were driving a little fast. My boyfriend recognized the corner that we were
approaching as a sharp one, and said "Shit, sharp corner" and he slowed
down. Just as we had made it into the corner, we saw the most terrifying scene
of our lives. We were the second vehicle at an SUV versus dump truck accident.
It did not look good at all, and I immediately jumped out of the car. I told my
boyfriend to park the car along the side of the road. There was one man walking
around, he was the first one on the scene and I yelled to see if anyone had
called 9-1-1. He said that he had not and that I should. I immediately called
and tried to explain what I was seeing with a shaky voice. The first man on the
scene asked my boyfriend if anyone had CPR training as he had tried to find a
pulse but wasn't sure if he had found one. My boyfriend proudly boasted that I
was CPR certified and called me over. I handed my phone off to the first man on
the scene and let him describe what he knew about the accident. I searched for
a pulse, but was so full of adrenaline that I was unable to determine if what I
was feeling was really a pulse, or just the feeling of my own heartbeat in my fingertips.
After checking on that person, I moved on to the next who was alert,
responsive, and in a lot of pain. A group of dump truck drivers that travel the
road frequently gathered around the man and talked to him and did their best to
make him feel better.
Being CPR certified makes accidents like this surreal.
You've been trained for this, but you never expect to actually be thrown into a
real-life situation. You do your best to stay calm, and you don't think. You
just do. It's like in the videos that they show you where the people proudly
boast, "I didn't think I would know what to do if I was ever put into this
type of situation, but once it actually happened my training took over and I
just knew." It's very true, you don't think about what you should do. You
already know what to do, and while you think your brain has shut down in shock,
your body takes over and follows your training.
I praise God every day that I think back to that accident
and thank him for reminding us that the corner was sharp and that we needed to
slow down for it. I don't want to think about what could have happened if we
didn't slow down for that corner.
That day opened my eyes and scared me, but more importantly
it made me excited to become a nurse. My deepest sympathy goes out to the
family of the gentleman that passed in that accident. My heart broke for you,
and I cried for you. My thoughts go out to the gentleman that survived as he
will probably be haunted by that day for the rest of his life. I am thinking of
you each and every day. I am training to be a nurse, to take care of you and
your family. I will feel what you feel and I will think of you long after you
have left my care. I look forward to becoming a nurse, and I appreciate being
given this experience, as heart-wrenching as it was.
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