I'll give more info once I heal up.

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Chris

 

what the heck happened there, looks like a rollover to me. hope ya heal up fast.

 

Wow glad to see you came outta that one,hope ya get better soon!

 

built ford tough....

 

Looks like that was a scary crash, hope you were wearing your seatbelt, I never leave the driveway without mine on. Hope you get to feeling better.

 

Looks serious, I bet some Texans were involved! Get well !!!

 

looks like she saved yer life

 

Update

I'm fine today, my hands are cut up from getting out of the Explorer. A Pontiac pulled out from a stop sign and t-boned me. It rolled completly over once and turned around so that i was facing away from the direction i was traveling. What amazed me so much is that my body was not sore today. My hands are sore from the cuts on my hand, but other than that i am fine. I'll try to get some pictures of my hands up today.

Chris

 

Glad your are feeling OK. Hope the Pontiac is insured!!!

 

Dang!!!! Glad you are okay.

 

looks like my dads crash. he totalled a 2000 mountaineer.

 

Firestone tires?







j/k glad you're ok, built ford tough!

 

LOL, doubt the tire brand matters when you get t-boned!!!! Lucky you got out of that one with just a few cuts.....

 

I'm getting the entire story written up. it should be up in the next few days. School work is just killing me, i lost 2-1/2 days of doing homework due to the wreck. And cut-up hands dont make it any easier.
But to answer some of ya'll questions.

I was wearinga seatbelt, and it really saved me, it kept me perfectly in the seat. I'm like you, i always wear a seat belt and make everyone in the car wear one.

She did. In fact someone asked me if i was sad to see her go like that. I said no. I am so proud of her for protecting me so well. It did a perfect job of taking a hit to the drivers door and not letting the car indrude into the drivers compartment. It also did a great job while it was rolling of protecting me by absorbing alot of jaring from the roll and not transfering it to me. To me it did its job of laying down it life to protect me.

He was, I started the claim today. If he hadn't you would have probility have heard about it on the news and i'd be in jail.

Nope, BFG 31/10.50/15R M/T with 5/8 to 3/4 tread left on them.

That should have been all the questions. By the way the injury pictures should be up. And i'll have more pictures and the entire story up by the end of the week

 

Here is the story. The good news is that the claims process is starting to roll. The bad news is that my back is starting to act up. I had thought it was just sore, but it has gotten worse and worse. So off to the doctor i go.


The guy that hit me had stopped at the stop sign and was watching a car heading in the opposite direction of me. The guy then forgot to check the opposite direction. When he decided to pulled out and try to cross the intersection, I was there. He hit me dead nuts in the center of the drivers door. The only inclanation I had that something was about to happen was that i saw a blue hood right at my driver’s door. What really made it roll over was that my LR tire drove up on his car. I felt it go on two wheels, it then fell on the passenger side, i felt it roll onto the roof, and remember thinking, " It better just roll once, because two times is going to be hell.” Next I saw concrete right next to my head as it was on the drivers side. it then rolled back up on to all four tires and pointed in the opposite direction that i was traveling.
Once i got my bearings, i tried the drivers door, and of course it didn't open, so i thought "well I got to go through the window." As i am comming out the window, i look back to the intersction and see the car that hit me go from a stop to start moving under its own power. What the driver was actually doing was moving his car out of the middle of the road. What i thought he was doing was driving off. So I quickly jumped out of the window. When I did I landed on my hands and feet, but I didn’t pick my hands up before I started to run, that is were all the cuts to my hand came from. I cinda landed and started running at the same time. I'm now running towards the guy holaring " Stop, you better stop, Stop". I had this look on my face that i'm going to kill the guy. When I got about 20ft from the guy, he finally turn to me, and in the highest pitch i have ever heard a guy speek (most girls could not hit that note), says "i'm not leaving." The whole time i'm running towards the guy, i'm trying to figgure out how i want to get this guy out of the car. if i wanted to just deck him, drag him out through the window, open the door and drag him out, try to jump in the car and punch him, or a combination of the above. About that time my knees just start shaking, the witness came over to me and tried to get me to sit down. i cinda started to, but some how i got my cell phone that was laying on the ground. I first called my house and my mom answered. I told her i had a wreck on westgate, and that i needed her to come here. Also by this time my hands are litterly covered in blood. I then called 911, told them there had been a wreck, that my car rolled, where it was, and that my hands were cut up. they then asked me about the other driver, and i can’t remember if i just said he was fine(with out checking) or if i said I don’t care. I then called my dad and then work, telling them both what happened. The hole time, I'm running on pure adrenalin, there was not a drop of blood in my veins, it was all adrenalin.
I then started cleaning all my stuff out of the road. About the time I got all my stuff out of the road fire showed up. They started to treat me by getting me to sit down and gave me some gauss to help get some of the blood off my hands. One of the fire guys came up to me and said, are you ok, I said, "I'm fine now i'm running on pure adrenlen, but give me 4-5 hours and i'll be telling you a different story." about then ems and the police arrived.
I told ems to go ahead and take me to the hospital just to be safe, since my Explorer rolled. They tell me that they are going to have to put me in a neck brace and on a back board. i just said what ever is standard, just do it. So they put me in a neck brace and on a back board and the whole nine yards. I then got to leave in style. I finally got to see the cealing of an ambulance, and enter through the emergency room doors on a stretcher. I layed in the hallway for little bit when the doctor finally came she just pulled the neck brace off with out saying a word, or taking an x-ray. I was shocked. I was thinking, I just layed on this uncomfortable backboard and neck brace for 15 minutes, and your just going to pull the thing off. why did I have to use them.” Then she got me to wash all the blood off my hands. Once I did that she came back a checked to see if there was any glass in my hand. Instead of being real nice about it, and maybe getting a needle and seeing if there is any thing in it. She just starts jabbing her finger as hard as she can into each of the cuts I have. I mean you would have thought the woman was a homeless guy dumpster diving for food or cans. Then we go to remove the piece of glass in my hand. And this so called doctor gets to go at my hand again. She then gets what looks like a IV needle, but it doesn’t have a point to it. Its just flat on the bottom. and it has a plastic handle on the top. She's jabbing this thing in to my hand, trying to go under the piece of glass and pop it out. I was able to convience her to stop trying. I ask her if she has a pair of tweezers to just pull it out. She finally finds a pair. She tries a few times with the tweezers and can get it out. The problem is that she won’t try to grab it and pull it out the same way it went in. Also it was like she just wanted to use that needle-like torture devise. So she gives them to me to pull it out, and she also goes back to trying to dig it out, while I pull it out. Finally I tell her to stop and just hold the cut open, not dig in just move the skin aside so I can see the glass. The glass just slid right out. Now, I am know to have a Leathermen on me all the time, but I had left it at home that day. Had I had the Leatherman on me, the glass would have been out before see even had a chance to get it out.
The hospital was not that bad except for the doctor. The whole time the doctor was treating me she had an attitude of " what the hell are you doing in my ER, Your not injured enough to take up my time." It was like I was unimportant to her and I was just another swine to come through the doors.

Chris