A terrible car accident happened right in front of me on my way home from work tonight. I rang 111 and parked my car so my hazard lights would warn other cars coming as it was quite a dark semi-rural road.
A woman of about my age or a bit younger maybe, was badly hurt and I was the first one to her. I couldn’t open any of her car doors and the steering wheel was jammed into her legs which were obviously broken. I could get to her through the broken window, she had a bad cut on her forehead and I was trying to stop the bleeding with her gym towel while holding her hand as she was freaking out and wouldn’t let me go. By this time another couple of cars had arrived and people had got a guy out of the other car. He didn’t seem too badly hurt.
The ambulance arrived super quickly thank God as the woman was losing consciousness and I didn’t know what to do. Some guys who’d arrived managed to get her car door open with brute force and the ambo’s officers eased her out of the car.
When they had her out I saw her phone on the floor by the pedals. There’s a big thing in NZ about listing an ICE (in case of emergency) number on your cell phone so I thought I’d have a look and sure enough there was an ICE in her contacts so I rang the number and got her husband. The ambo’s told me which hospital they were heading to. Poor guy, I hated telling him.
This was all well over two hours ago but my heart is still racing and my hands are shaking as I type. Rory reckons I was really pale and my bloody clothes gave him a heck of a fright when I walked in the door. I spent 20 minutes in the shower trying to warm up when I got home - it poured with cold autumn rain through the whole episode and I was frozen to the bone. That reminds me I had better go put my blouse in to soak now.
I don’t even know her name (I think the husband said Olivia) but she’ll be in my prayers tonight.