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I was in school for two years with a focus in getting my degree in theater tech. I loved the behind the scenes work and best of all no one was supposed to take notice of me and most of my stuff was either independent work or it was done without the actors on set, like running the lights or sound.
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So my first semester of college, I was on run crew (getting the props to the stage and back off) for our fall show. It started at night and by the time clean up was done it was close to midnight when we all got to get out of there. It's the second to last showing of the play and I get in my car like normal and start driving down the road. I'm going through the green light and the intersection when all of sudden...
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Like I didn't even feel the impact, I just knew I had been hit. So I stopped the car, turned the hazards on and started looking for my phone. The second I leaned down I lost consciousness for a few seconds. I had no idea if the other driver had stayed or left or if he even had a phone so I dug mine out and called 911. I gave them the details and then she asked if I needed an ambulance.
Do I really? I mean my head hurts yeah. Oh hey is that blood on the window? Must be mine. But I'm sure there are worse off people right? It's Friday at midnight. Can they spare an emergency personnel?
While I was deep in thought, the lady must have took my unresponsiveness as a yes because an ambulance did arrive. My door was completely useless so I had to crawl over my armrest and seats and out the other door all while trying not to vomit. The EMT guys pushed me into the ambulence and the cop asked for my driver's license so I gave him a picture of my dog that I keep in my wallet. He then relieved me of my wallet and wished me a good night.
They didn't turn the sirens on for the ride to the hospital which was nice because my skull was throbbing. It was also about this point I decided my parents needed to be informed of my predicament. So I asked for my phone and called my mom.
Mom: "Glad you finished. Be safe." and she hung up.
She must be tired. I hate to wake her up. But, I don't have a car anymore and I want to go home in a while so yeah I should call back.
And I did, so that was all squared away. When we got there they gave me this bed thing off to the side where I could still see the people working. They scanned my head and told me that I had a small fracture in my skull. With the pain I was experiencing, I could indeed confirm that. I had to stay for a while and they gave me a shot of morphine in my butt cheek. Yep, they had to take my pants down to give me this. And I never pulled them back up.
I was there for five hours. I remember maybe twenty minutes of it. I tried to call my mom because I was lonely and while she was sitting next to me I asked for her phone number several times so I could call her. I took a shoe off and took the other shoe off followed by the sock and then put just the shoe on. At one point, the cop came back with my wallet and I told him he was handsome and we should have dinner. (I have no idea what this person actually looked like) and at one point they hooked me with an IV line.
When I was finally released, I was so ready to go. I grabbed the IV stand and tried to walk out pant-less and with a shoe missing. My parents and the nurses had to help me get untangled and redressed. I was that adamant about leaving.
But I recovered, slept all day Saturday and showed up to do the play that night. The worst part about the whole experience was that I had just spent fifty bucks filling the tank up before I left school.
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