I am resurrecting this thread because I saw something totally noteworthy this morning!
Score another one for intuition! I know, I know...I'm stupid-stitious. In all seriousness, I can't count how many times I've headed out for a run thru our neighborhood and the back section of our neighborhood (which is 4 times bigger than our side) listening to the cars and trucks out on the nearby highway and thought to myself, "Wouldn't it be freaky if I heard a screeeech-CRASH?" I always keep my iPod playing soft enough I can hear the music but still hear what's going on around me. I always listened out for the screeeeeech-CRASH like I expected it to happen. And today it finally DID!
I woke up extra early (5:30 a.m.) because our high temp today is 101 so I wanted to get out before the heat set in. Brian (my 13 yro) & I hit the pavement about an hour or so earlier than usual. We jogged along doing good. We got thru the back neighborhood and were jogging along on the stretch that if you don't turn into our neighborhood will take you straight up to the big intersection at the highway. So where we were if you looked straight ahead you could see the highway intersection and beyond. We're huffing along and I heard a sound like when the boys stomp aluminum cans out in the garage to flatten them for recycling. It was a loud, distinct CRACK! I looked down to the intersection in time to see a puff of dust or smoke and something big & black go flying across from the intersection like someone had just flung it. I said, "Oh $h*t! That's an accident! Did you see?!" Brian said, "I think so. Do you think they're okay?" I replied, "I don't think so. No way. That was bad." It was at least a quarter mile ahead and I was pretty beat but I sped up. I sent Brian to the house to go have Chandler (my 15yro) bring my car up to the bank at the intersection (the parking lot is before the intersection...he doesn't quite have his permit yet so I didn't want him driving into the intersection). I hoofed it to the intersection, watched for cars, and sprinted on over to the young guy sitting in one of the median sections outside his flipped car. It looked like a Rav4 but it was hard to tell upsidedown at that angle. Another lady was with him. He had a bad cut on the back of his head and blood all over in his thick black hair. His knees, elbows, and shoulder were cut up and glass was just everywhere. The guy was talking and and turning his head all around. I gently touched where there wasn't blood and asked him real sweet-like to not be turning his head like that, to just sit still and look ahead. He seemed real scattery. He had talked to his mom on the cell phone he had and told her. The other girl was offering to call someone if he wanted her to. He was telling us he was from Houston. I saw his lanyard around his neck that said 'Englobal' on it which is a big engineering company I'm familiar with. I'm sure he was over to do some onsite work in one of the dozens of refineries in the area. Poor guy. I didn't want to touch his head with all that blood. His fire resistant jumpsuit was right next to him on the ground. The other girl who saw it happened asked if those were his. He said they were so I picked them up, gently placed them over the cut, and held his head & neck still until the ambulance got there. At first he was trying to say he didn't want medical attention. Everyone was trying to explain to him those cuts should be checked. He said he never lost consciousness. Then he started acting weird and said he felt like maybe he was gonna puke. That's when the EMTs slapped a c-collar on him and brought out the board. I stepped back, told the officer I only saw after the impact, and got out of the way. The boys came around the corner from our neighborhood after I got back on our side of the intersection. I had them turn around and go home. I jogged on to the house. And that was my "What did you see?" story that I hope to never, ever see again.
How's that for morning excitement! I always had a feeling I'd see or hear it. And I DID! Crazy! I know that's just awful. It's not that I enjoy such. I know it kinda sounds like I do. I just had that feeling that at some point it would happen and it always concerned me on some level. Weird. I guess it's the momma in me. I "momma" everyone around me all the time. It's just my nature, I suppose. LOL!