It has been 6 months since my car accident. I haven’t really voiced how I feel about it, I almost don’t know how to feel about it. It’s like I’m still in a time-warp or some kind of dream that I am still to wake up from. I have had several near-death experiences throughout my life, but this one experience my whole life flashed in my head, its like time stood still for those few seconds of spinning across the highway.
I was driving into my hometown of El Dorado, AR about 4 hours from Dallas, TX for my dad’s funeral the following Saturday. I got 25 min outside of my hometown and someone rear-ended me from behind as I was driving down the highway, right now I do not know if she was texting or just not paying attention to my brake lights, as I was slowing down for a log truck making a right turn in front of me. She hit me pretty hard as the speed limit is 55 on that highway, and I was slowing down, and she hit me at full speed or faster.
Those few seconds seemed like everything was moving in slow motion. I remember hearing the sound of glass breaking, and metal bending,my daughter screaming and moaning in pain. She was in the back seat asleep. I turned my head to see her holding on the seat as my car was spiraling across the highway. All I could do was say to myself please don’t let this be the end.
I must have blanked out for a few moments as I shook my head and got out of the car to try to let what just happened register to my brain. I was frantically looking for my phone, and my daughter called it for me so I could find it in the rubble in the floor of the car. As I kept talking to her, she went into shock, and wouldn’t talk, followed by some absent silent seizures. I called my mom, and my boyfriend to let them know what had happened.
An off-duty firefighter stopped to help with my daughter until the EMT arrived. My boyfriend showed up really fast to make sure I was ok and an aunt of mine came and picked me up to take me to the hospital where they took my daughter. I took a moment to look at my car and it was a very horrifying scene to look at. My whole trunk was in the back seat, my back window was shattered, the back-passenger tire axel was broken, my fuel tank was on the ground, it looked like metal wrapped around metal from the back of the car. Like some-one had took an ice-cream scoop and scooped the whole back of my car out.
My daughter suffered a minor brain injury, causing a two week long, “post-concussion syndrome disorder”, causing 2-hour long episodes of confusion, unable to talk, she went from a 16-year-old to a 2-year-old, with a small amount of understanding. It really broke me down to see my very lively daughter in this condition.
I forgot to mention earlier that I was on my way into town to bury my father who had passed away a week before. I didn’t have time to mourn him, due to me worrying about the condition my daughter was in. As I type this now, she is still recovering, and I am thankful to God that it wasn’t worse than what it was. I am thankful that this lady didn’t push my car into the log truck. I am thankful that my car did not flip, and I am thankful my car did not explode and catch fire from the impact. I feel bad because I didn’t get to mourn at my father’s funeral, I am sad that I have missed days of work, I am said because my daughter missed school days due to this distracted woman. I am frustrated because me losing my vehicle has now added more stress to my already complicated life.
I could have died on Nov.13,2019, So many things that could have happened and should have happened, but it did not. I have so many emotions right now that all I can say is, “I don’t know, but I am thankful to God!’