And I Slid Out….
Jessi jumps out of the truck screaming “OHMYOHMYOHMY OH MY GOSH, ARE YOU OK? WHAT DO I DO?!?” Jessi comes around to the side of the truck to find my leg trapped under the wheel of her 1989 Dodge ¾ ton Dooley truck. I, in a state of disbelief but still somewhat calm says “Back up the truck.” I can’t believe this is happening to me, I thought to myself. Jessi and I were only going to make a quick trip up to school to get Alyssa and then back to my house to finish our Spanish project. The only detour we had planned on making was the one by the football field to see the guys practicing. This is not in my plans AT ALL. Jessi backed the truck enough to get it off my leg and comes back to where I am, “Megan are you ok, I am so sorry.” Jessi said panicked. “Yeah I’m fine I think but I think need to go to the hospital” I said Just then I hear a very familiar voice its Brandon, my brother. “HOLY CRUD! Megan are you ok?!” “Yeah Im fine but there is a big hole in my leg.” By this time Alyssa had ran into the gym to call for help and to let the coaches know there had been an accident. My brother was at the gym working out and was the first one out the door when he heard that I had been hurt. Having my brother there with me made it much better but by now the pain was starting to set in that my right leg looked like hamburger meat and there was a quarter size hole above my ankle. “Ok Megan, we have to get you the hospital, Jessi get in with Jessica, I’m going to take your truck and get Megan to the ER.” Brandon said as he picked me up off the grown and placed me into the passenger side of the truck (again.) On the way to the hospital I noticed that my favorite watch had broken in the fall, and my new Nike socks, well half of the sock wasn’t there anymore, and my new Nike running shoes… well they are intacted but has several scrapes on the side. “Oh man” I said “My socks are ruined and my shoes are scraped and my watch broke.” Brandon looked at me with this scared look on his eyes and said, “Megan, you have a hole in your leg and you are worried about your socks. I’ll buy you a new pair of socks!” We arrive to the hospital and I am starting to feel a horrible pain in my leg every time I moved. Brandon picked me up and carried me into the hospital. He was met by a nurse in a wheel chair and they wheeled me into the ER where I was their only patient. They place me into the room and start hooking me up to all these gadgets. The IV was the WORST but I knew I needed that so that they could start me on some “happy medicine.”’ Just then my Doctor walks in. “Hi, Dr Tan,” I said with a smile. “Megan what’d you do?”he said “Oh, Jessi ran over me.” I said “and my leg is messed up” by this time the “happy medicine must be really kicking in because I am in a very good mood. They start to work on my leg cleaning it up and getting me ready for x-ray. Meanwhile the nurse finally reached my dad on the phone, “Mr. Sommerfeld, this is the nurse from the Hamilton Hospital Emergency Room, Megan has been in a car accident” now listening to any parent you never want to hear this sentence and my dad’s reaction wasn’t much different than any other parent. From across the room I could hear “WHAT, IS SHE OK?” When I heard that I asked the nurse if I could talk. She then proply told my dad, hold on she wants to talk to you. “Hello, daddy.” I said “Megan what happened? Are you ok?” my dad asked by now he had calmed down a little bit because he knew I was ok enough to talk on the phone. “Well, Jessi and I went up to school to pick up Alyssa from Volleyball practice and after we picked her up we all got back into the truck to come back to the house to work on our Spanish project. When she turned the corner, the door came open by itself and I slid out. The seat belt wasn’t completely latched and it came undone and flung me under the truck then the truck parked on my leg. I’m sorry Daddy that I got hurt.” “Oh Megan, I am just glad you’re ok accidents happen. I am getting in the truck and I’ll be there shortly.” We hung up the phone and I started to cry. The pain of the injury didn’t hurt nearly as much as the pain I could hear in my dad’s voice that he was worried about his baby girl….. time passes and my dad arrives. He comes in gives me a hug and a kiss and then says “you sure have a lot of people here to see you” I looked at him puzzled. Just then I look at the door, and I see A LOT of people filling the halls. “I think the whole football and volleyball teams are here along with your coaches, and your friends from school.” They had filled the halls and the lobby coming to check on me. It made me feel good to know that so many people cared, that or they wanted to know the latest gossip. Just then Dr Tan walks back into the room. “Well Megan, you somehow didn’t break anything. You have second degree friction burns from the top of your calf to the ankle and third degree friction burns on your ankle where the skin tore away but besides that you’ll be ok. So we will stitch you up and get you on your way home.” Said Dr. Tan….. I was very thankful that I didn’t have any broken bones. Tons of people came to the hospital to check on me and even some went to my house and made sure everything was out of the way so that I could get in on crutches. I returned to school two days later to find out that all kind of rumors were flying around. But the good news was that I was ok and Jessi got her door fixed so that it doesn’t come open by itself and we are still friends.
