We were driving in Lubbock yesterday. My roommate, Garrett, was driving his Toyota, I was sitting shotgun, and Tina was in the back seat. Someone was tailgating us, so Garrett decides to break to get them off. “Hold on,” he says, not actually knowing that we’re going to have a real reason to hold on soon. The vehicle swerves left to avoid him and over corrected, coming back to hit the left side of the bed of the truck. We fly left, and it feels unreal; the top of the truck hit on the ground, I see the windshield shatter. Most of the impact was on the drivers side. I had blacked out.
Now we’re on all four wheels with people all around the car. A lot of medical people had witnessed it, and they were making sure we were all not too badly injured.
The roof had caved a little on my side, but more so on the drivers side. The windshield in front of me was shattered, and disconnected at the top. I looked down, and my hands were bloody. Turns out most of my injury was in my left hand. I started to see spots.
Emergency vehicles arrived a little later. They put a neckbrace on all of me and pulled me out, making sure that they did all the effort. They had to pry the backdoor off to get Tina out.
Tina and I went in one ambulance to University Medical Center. Garrett went to Covenant Hospital.
Once we arrived, they put me in the hallway. Random nurses were asking some questions. The hospital was overrun with people coming in on carts and police officers. I heard someone say that we flipped 2, maybe 3 times. It took 45 minutes to get a doctor (estimated). Another 15 minutes, and a guy came to get a catscan on my neck, and an x-ray on my hand. They took me back to the hallway.
I had been thirsty since I got there, but they wouldn’t give me a drink. My brother came in finally, because they had locked down the ER (I think for an investigation of some sort). Other people came in and out to visit me, and it would take at least 1.5 hours to get me to a room. Another hour and the doctor came to stitch me up finally. Another 45 minutes and a nurse came and cleaned my wounds up. They must have liked me so much that they wanted to keep me around.
They finally released me, and Daniel and I went and got my medicine.
Thanks to Daniel, Jeff, Hollis, and all others who showed up at the hospital. (I typed this with one hand and another finger)
