The calm atmoshpere of the office was shattered as the alert tone from the call box pierced the silence. The dispatcher told us to respond to a motor vehicle accident across the river in Ohio. I knew it was bad if they were calling us for help. As we walked to the ambulance, my adreniline pumped and my mind wondered what we were in for next.
It is an erie feeling to be the only vehicle on the road at 2 am. We started down the hill, red lights flashing, heading to our destination. We picked up speed, quickly rushing toward the scene of the accident. We both wondered what we may find, but said nothing to each other.
We crossed the bridge into Ohio, with no other vehicles in sight. We left the bridge and proceded up the on ramp to the four lane road. As we topped the hill, our eyes strained to see anything up ahead. As we continued flying down the four lane, we begin to see a few lights far ahead. We approached the source of the lights and the scene quickly came into focus. The firemen guided us into the scene. The scene resembled ants frantically entering and exiting their nest. Firemen and Emegency Medical Technicians scurried to transport tools and equipment into the median.
The median was now the home of a twisted mound of metal which appeared to be a car. Firemen had already pealed back the car top from the vehicle revieling the contents of lifeless bodies. As my eyes focused on the entangled arms and legs, I knew the potential for death was increasing. I could not visualize which arms and legs went with which mangled torso. It was a confusing mess.
The smell of diesal fumes filled the air. The roar of power tools muffled the orders dispensed to the firemen and EMT�s by their captain. Each of us rushed to the car and began the assessment of our paitents. One EMT told us that the driver was dead. Another told us that the passenger was gone too. Suddenly, someone yelled there was a third victim in the front sear in between the two females. I could not believe there was anyone in that little space. We peeled back the limp limbs to reveal a third victim enthrawled in the wreckage of metal and flesh. She was alive. I could not believe it.
Another EMT and I had to pull back the injured flesh of one of the dead females. It was the first time I have ever had to remove a dead person, just to reach the living. It is a vision and a feeling I will never forget. Never!
The firemen worked frantically with teamwork and precision to remove the victims in order to reach our only live patient. Another ambulance arrived to help. We began stabalizing and treating the one patient. All our energies were now focused on one point. The living. Not one more would die and we were bound and determined to turn away the grim reaper.
After a few minutes she was freed and on the way to the hospital. Our ambulance sped away, leaving the unpleasantries behind us. The sight of that scene will haunt me forever.
A few weeks later, I checked on patient. She was recovering at the hospital. The sight of her recovering helped me to know that at least one thing went right that morning. I guess I just need some type of closure knowing that she was okay and that she would recover.
I think about that scene over and over again, wondering how that wreck happened and what went so wrong, ending those young girls lives. I now know why I do this job. I must help the living because I never want to witness another senseless death. That is selfish, but I am going to do my part.
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