By Bob Comeans
You were texting. I wasn’t wearing my seat belt.
You were distracted. I was speeding.
You pulled your car out. I didn’t have time to react.
We hit at close to 60 mph,
Your dashboard broke your left leg.
My windshield fractured my skull and broke my neck.
You were crying. I was silent.
Your heart beat faster. My heart beat stopped.
You were stabilized and given pain meds.
I was stabilized and medics pumped my heart and breathed for me.
Your ER doctor cast your leg.
My ER doctor called for Life Flight.
You were released and driven home.
I was admitted and flown to a trauma center.
Your family will comfort you. My family will comfort each other.
You survived. I died.
This shouldn’t have happened,
Please, before it’s too late,
(This story is a work of fiction based on cold, hard facts)