We were in Houston yesterday, just for the day, and were out having breakfast with MIL ~ right in front of the restaurant a driver ran a red light and hit a girl on a motorcycle (thank God the girl was wearing her helmet ~ but she got hit so hard that it knocked her helmet off)
Anyhow, when I stood up to see what had happened outside..... NO ONE was going to help this girl. She was laying on the ground by the curb ~ rolling around in sheer pain. Her leg had been shattered and ripped WIDE open, skin hanging off the bone, bones sticking through her jeans. I looked around and people were just standing around screaming at her "Don't Move!".... BUT NO ONE was going to her to help. Are you kidding me!!??
So me and one of the workers from the restaurant went out to help. He held her leg together and pinched off the blood while I held her hands and kept her from moving.
Her name was Elizabeth.
Someone found her phone and came over and handed it to me ~ I handed it away and told someone to get in her phone and find her mom's number ~ this girl was 21/22 years old.
It was all I could do to keep her from moving. (She had seen her leg before I got outside - and she was asking me if she was gonna die and asking me if she was gonna lose her leg ~ she was in shock, but she was aware of everything that had just happened~ the guy holding her leg was having a hard time hanging on to it and we couldn't let her bleed out). I finally had to tell her that if she wanted to help save her leg that she was gonna have to be still and concentrate on me... I kept her talking and breathed with her to bring her heart rate down as much as could be possible in the situation.
Having two kids her age, I couldn't NOT help her - even if all I could do was to hold her hand, talk to her and keep her as calm as possible until help arrived. She was someone's baby laying there with her leg practically gone. (Inside my heart was breaking for her). When EMTs got there, she wouldn't let go of me and was screaming and reaching for me saying "Don't leave me, please!" So the EMT made a space for me and told me to keep talking to her. I did everything I could until I had to pry her hand out of mine and clamped it onto the EMT's forearm.
When I got up and backed away - someone handed her phone back to me - her mom was on the phone - I explained to her mom what had happened, which hospital they were going to and stayed on the phone with her while they loaded Elizabeth into the ambulance and found out where they were taking her. When Mom hung up, one of the EMT's came over to me (he thought I was her mom), I told him I wasn't - but asked him about Elizabeth's leg - he said he didn't know if they could save it. I asked him about blood loss ~ he said that we had pinched it off well enough that blood loss was minimal..... Thank God for that - it may be the only plus - and may be a helpful factor in helping to save her leg.
Her mom arrived at the scene about 5 minutes after they left in the ambulance with her. When she got there, I walked out where I could see her and she 'mouthed' my name ~ I nodded at her and she came to me and fell apart. Now while I stood there with Elizabeth's blood all over me, I held Mom up while she cried~ I urged her to calm herself and gather herself ~ (I kind of gathered that Liz and Kathy were all each other had in this big city). Kathy was taking care of business so that she could go and take care of Liz. So it was important to get Kathy thinking quickly. Once she calmed, I gave her Elizabeth's phone, got the keys from the motorcycle and took her daughter's personal affects out of the hatch - then urged Mom to GO, head for the hospital.
I told her that I would call to check on Liz - but I never got Elizabeth's last name - so I can't get any kind of update on her.
We drove the 3 hours back home yesterday ~ DH did everything he could to keep my mind off of it. But at 2:15AM I woke up thinking about Elizabeth and can't go back to sleep. I will try to get the police report so that I can get her name ~ maybe that way I can at least find out if she got to keep her leg.
How do you get these scenes out of your head?
Anyhow, thanks for letting me write all this down ~ maybe that'll help.
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