Today it is exactly 23 years since I was hit in a road traffic accident. It wasn't a hit-and-run, though the driver, by all accounts, was possibly going too fast. However, you don't expect to see pedestrians crossing a six-lane dual carriageway at night, still less do you expect to see one picking herself up off the floor in the fast lane! Apparently I dented the car when I landed first on the roof and then on the bonnet... luckily for me, I don't remember it.I broke my leg in three places, my pelvis in four places, my shoulder-blade, I had head injuries, and needed a transfusion of six units of blood (that's about five pints or so out of the eight we normally have!) I then developed a fat embolism which hit the lungs, but they couldn't give me any blood-thinning agents because of the bleeding. And I woke up a week later.
I do feel rather sorry for my Guardian Angel... He certainly drew the short straw when they were allocating the souls to be looked after! But at least that time he had Our Lady of Lourdes to help him!
9 comments:
Oh my goodness! You must have a really special guardian angel. The Blessed Mother was also protecting you that day.
Wow - I'm so glad you're alive to tell the story.
How horrendous.
Thank you, Mac's Guardian Angel.
Wow.
I'm glad you survived 23 years, though!
Wow, your Guardian Angel certainly earned his bonus that year.
You'd better keep him in your prayers... he needs it =)
Eeek!
Sounds like you were being a bit silly, though!
understatement of the century, Mark!!
oh my goodness, that sounds like it was extremly serious.
Thank God you survived
And your 'road to Damascus' happened nine years after this?!!
And your 'road to Damascus' happened nine years after this?!!
Yes, well, I wasn't very quick on the uptake, Stephen...
(But seriously, I am soooo thankful that God's time is not the same as ours, or my goose would literally have been cooked some time back!!)
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