365 Days of Writing Prompts

On October 20, 1996, I hit a telephone pole on a country road in my Ford Escort doing about 35 miles per hour.  When I awoke, I thought my boyfriend was dead.  All I could see was his back and the rest of him was curled up under the dash.  Needless to say, he was not wearing a seatbelt.

I would have to say I was pretty clearheaded and immediately started looking for help.  Across the street, I saw a house.  So I opened my car door, my auto-belt retracted and I started my trek.  First, I had to climb out of the ditch the car had landed in and when I encountered the fence that stretched across the lawn, I went over it.  I had just crossed the lawn into the driveway when the owner, an older woman with big white hair, came running out of her house with a phone and I knew we’d be ok.  Then I finally felt the pain.

I don’t know if I simply had adrenaline coursing through my veins, but when I knew there was trouble, I knew I had to do something about it.  My brain worked and I was able to accomplish my mission of finding help.

I was also pretty clearheaded when I broke my leg at 12 years old.  It sounds like a cliché, but most accidents do happen in the home.  Some of them even happen in the shower.  Well, I had slipped.  My left leg, just above the ankle started swelling immediately.  I knew something was really wrong, but it didn’t hurt so I took my shower.  When I finished, I hopped to the living room and told my mom what had happened.

Again, I had rational decision-making, or at least I think so.  I didn’t want to go the emergency room without first taking that shower, so I finished what I was doing.

The only time that I feel like I can’t handle something is when I’m feeling abused, insulted or bullied.  I’m not even bothered by most of the little things that happen.  I have had pretty bad luck most of my life and have learned to let it roll off of me.  I can’t always be angry about the things that go wrong.  I decided a long time ago that dwelling is no way to live.

I have learned to keep my mind rational in intense situations.  I have learned how to adapt and move forward.