This accident left me with more than just broken bones and memory loss/damage… it left me with so much more
I was driving to see my younger sister , I’ll call her T, she had some boxes for me. This was the wkend my husband, I’ll call him S, and I were moving into our new home with our three little beauties, a daughter who was 4 at the time, a son who was 3 and another son who was just turned one.
It wasn’t often I left my littles at home to run an errand but I knew this one was going to leave minimal space for any child on the car. So my other sister, I’ll call her M, (T and M are twins btw) stayed at my apartment with my littles to finish packing the small things I hadn’t packed yet in their bedrooms. Most of the packing was done and movers were in and out picking up and dropping off boxes. Anyway, I ran my errand wanting to be quick as I was very excited to get into our new house.
I pull into my sister’s driveway and she’s waiting for me. So I smile and wave and be all goofy cuz that’s what I do, and park the car. I get out and do my thing, and within ten minutes my back seat and trunk is packed with broken down boxes. I say thank you and take off. I pull into Dunkin’ Donuts to get my other sister, M, and I our favorite coffee’s and treats for us and my littles.
I get my order, drive thru the drive thru and take off for home. I’m driving the speed limit, 45mph, when all of a sudden a red car comes right out in front of me. No time to move in the least. I brake but there’s no hope. I T-bone him HARD. So hard in fact it shot his car all the way across the median, across two oncoming lanes and into someone’s fence and yard.
I was knocked out instantly. The airbags deploy so fast the last thing I remember is the impact, the pain of my face and chest smashing off the airbag and then nothing.
My husband’s voice is the first voice I remember hearing from the hospital bed. I tried to speak but quickly realized I had been intubated due to some complications.
My first experience happened very soon after this time of me trying to speak. He was standing in the doorway of my hospital room, with a bloodied gash above his right eye and blood dripping onto the floor. Yet nobody could see him to get him help?! I was dumbfounded as I could see him plain as day. I looked to my husband. I knew he saw the concern in my eyes. I looked at the doorway and back to him. The man way still there but S couldn’t see him. Again, nobody could.
I know this sounds absolutely crazy, believe me I do. But I’m 100% positive this happened and has continued to happen since. It constantly scared the crap outa me cuz who expects to see such things that humans truly shouldn’t be seeing.
After a day I was able to get out of bed and walk the hallways very slowly as I fractured my clavicle bone from the seatbelt and the black and purple bruises that covered my chest and neck couldn’t be touched barely with clothes they hurt so badly but by the grace of god I didn’t break any bones technically.
However in my head I felt I was insane! The thing I was seeing I knew if I told anyone they’d keep me there in the psych ward for my life! Like the little girl maybe five or six years old in the staircase with an old fashioned dress, (circa 1800’s early 1900’s?) with the nasty bruises on her arms looking like someone threw her down the stairs. He heard had a wound too but that I couldn’t see as well. Or the older couple whom passed within an hr of each other because once one passed the others heart broke so much he passed too. And so much more. The things I’ve seen I truly don’t think people will believe me