car crash

my family got into a bad car crash- but my dad saved us!!

December 8th, 2009 is a day that myself and my family will never forget. It's the day we survived a car crash.

The day started out as usual. We ate breakfast, took the dogs out, and hung out. Then, we all bundled up and loaded up in my mom's white Suburban. We were taking my mom's best friend's daughter Angelina to the airport so she could fly home to Germany.

We were riding along a bumpy, dirt road. Suddenly, a car pulled out in front of us- even though we had the right of way! We clipped their back right end, slid onto some black ice, and crashed into a pine tree!! Both the air bags went off and I remember that right after the crash, I bit my tongue and could taste blood. I then realized that my right knee had smacked into the seat in front of me and that it hurt. My mom was sitting in the passenger's seat and she was grabbing my dad's arm, calling his name with panic in her voice:"Travis, Travis, TRAVIS!!!"

Dad was very calm. He took out his cell phone and called 911. He relayed to the dispatcher that we had got into a bad car accident, what road we were on, and the kind of car it was. I think the dispatcher had asked my dad if anyone had gotten out of the car because my dad replied "No, I'm an EMT." I'm sure she was relieved to hear that my dad was an EMT and had everything under control.

It took forever for the volunteer fire trucks and the ambulance to arrive. When I got out of the car to sit in the pickup truck that belonged to one of the firemen, I noticed that it hurt to put weight on my right leg. So, I ended up limping over to the truck and sat inside, waiting for the ambulance.

After the ambulance arrived, my dad and another EMT walked over to me to check out my knee. It wasn't injured that bad, just bruised. Then, I asked him if my dad told him he was an EMT. He smiled and said yes and said that we were lucky that my dad was there and that he had his EMT training and that I must be proud of him. He's right. I couldn't be prouder of my dad! He's the best EMT in the world!

Thanks to a family friend, Angelina made her flight on time and after a pit stop for dinner, I was reunted with my family. I remember giving my dad a letter I had written earlier in the car on the way to the airport telling him how amazing he was and how proud I was of him and thanking him for his actions earlier that day. My dad read my letter and smiled and said he was just doing his job. Just another day in the life for my dad.

We kept the license plate which was bangd up from the impact of smashing into the tree. Its a reminder to us of survival and to never take any moment in life for granted. And we never do. Life is a very precious gift.

Reviews

[Relic]

Wow! I've never been in a car accident but I was at the scene of one when it happened. It was so loud I was shaking when I got up to the cars.

You are indeed really lucky your dad was an EMT. That really helped calm the situation.

This is a great story. I'm glad I read it. Your last line says it all.