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I felt at the terrible pain in my belly when I was flung violently into a shelf of medical supplies.
Chapter Twenty-nine
The accident occurred at 5:58 in the morning. I was later told that on the evening news, it was reported that the driver of the moving truck had been up all night helping his girlfriend clear out of her apartment.
He was drunk, and he died instantly when he flew through the windshield.
o0o
I woke twelve days later to the monotonous beep of a heart monitor. When I was finally able to grasp that this was not a normal awakening, I struggled to open my eyes, but my body didn’t seem able to respond to my wishes. I was confused by this, but it was nothing compared to the throbbing pain in my head and a slow realization...
I was lying in a hospital bed, because I had been injured in an ambulance accident.
“Kate? Can you hear me? I think she’s awake. Lester, go and get someone.”
Though my mind was in a fog and the pain in my head made it difficult to think clearly, I could at least recognize my mother’s voice. I then became cognizant of the fact that my left arm was in a cast.
All at once, memories rushed at me like blinding flashes of light.
I was riding in the ambulance. There was a loud crash. I saw Angela’s gurney fly through the air.
With growing panic, I began to breathe heavily. “My baby... Is my baby okay?”
My father hurried into the room with a nurse. She checked my vitals. I couldn’t understand why no one would answer my question.
“My baby...” I said. “Mia... Where’s Mia?”
“Try to stay calm,” Dad said. “We need to make sure you’re okay.”
“Everything looks good,” the nurse told him. “I’m going to call the doctor.”
My mother began to weep.
I could barely find the strength to move, but somehow I managed to slide my hand up onto my belly.
It was flat .
My father leaned over the bed. “I’m sorry, Kate,” he said. “It was a very bad accident. No one survived but you. You’re lucky to be alive.”
But I didn’t feel lucky at all. I felt as if my father had just pushed me off the roof of a tall city skyscraper. I was plummeting fast, trapped in some sort of horrific dimension of disbelief. I thought I might be dreaming. It couldn’t be true. Yet I knew it was, because my stomach was flat and there was a scar, low on my abdomen, which meant my womb was empty. I was no longer carrying a child inside of me. My body had been jostled about violently and I was ravaged and broken.
My baby was dead.
And Mia, Angela... All dead.
Yet here I was. Alive.
The rescue team had called it a miracle, because both paramedics died on the scene, as did as Angela, Mia, and my unborn child.
I was the only survivor.
But why me?
Into the Future
Chapter Thirty
February 17, 2007
Do you remember the woman from the frozen lake? The one who had no vitals when we transported her to the hospital? Her name was Sophie. She had been dead for more than forty minutes before they revived her, and I couldn’t seem to get her out of my head.
“Did that woman from the lake ever come out of her coma?” I asked Bill as we headed out on a call.
“I asked about her yesterday,” he replied. “They said she still hasn’t woken up. She’ll probably be a vegetable.”
I gazed out the window as we sped past a playground. “Slow down. There are kids around here.”
“You’re always telling me to slow down, but can I remind you that this is an emergency vehicle? We’re supposed to speed.”
“You know how I feel about that,” I replied.
Bill and I had been partners for six months before I told him what happened to me almost twenty years earlier. Like most people, he was surprised I decided to become a paramedic after something like that. I’ve often wondered about that myself, and I have no answer to give, except to say that this is what I was born to do.
We raced through an intersection and nearly collided with two cop cars that fishtailed around the
Chapter Twenty-nine
The accident occurred at 5:58 in the morning. I was later told that on the evening news, it was reported that the driver of the moving truck had been up all night helping his girlfriend clear out of her apartment.
He was drunk, and he died instantly when he flew through the windshield.
o0o
I woke twelve days later to the monotonous beep of a heart monitor. When I was finally able to grasp that this was not a normal awakening, I struggled to open my eyes, but my body didn’t seem able to respond to my wishes. I was confused by this, but it was nothing compared to the throbbing pain in my head and a slow realization...
I was lying in a hospital bed, because I had been injured in an ambulance accident.
“Kate? Can you hear me? I think she’s awake. Lester, go and get someone.”
Though my mind was in a fog and the pain in my head made it difficult to think clearly, I could at least recognize my mother’s voice. I then became cognizant of the fact that my left arm was in a cast.
All at once, memories rushed at me like blinding flashes of light.
I was riding in the ambulance. There was a loud crash. I saw Angela’s gurney fly through the air.
With growing panic, I began to breathe heavily. “My baby... Is my baby okay?”
My father hurried into the room with a nurse. She checked my vitals. I couldn’t understand why no one would answer my question.
“My baby...” I said. “Mia... Where’s Mia?”
“Try to stay calm,” Dad said. “We need to make sure you’re okay.”
“Everything looks good,” the nurse told him. “I’m going to call the doctor.”
My mother began to weep.
I could barely find the strength to move, but somehow I managed to slide my hand up onto my belly.
It was flat .
My father leaned over the bed. “I’m sorry, Kate,” he said. “It was a very bad accident. No one survived but you. You’re lucky to be alive.”
But I didn’t feel lucky at all. I felt as if my father had just pushed me off the roof of a tall city skyscraper. I was plummeting fast, trapped in some sort of horrific dimension of disbelief. I thought I might be dreaming. It couldn’t be true. Yet I knew it was, because my stomach was flat and there was a scar, low on my abdomen, which meant my womb was empty. I was no longer carrying a child inside of me. My body had been jostled about violently and I was ravaged and broken.
My baby was dead.
And Mia, Angela... All dead.
Yet here I was. Alive.
The rescue team had called it a miracle, because both paramedics died on the scene, as did as Angela, Mia, and my unborn child.
I was the only survivor.
But why me?
Into the Future
Chapter Thirty
February 17, 2007
Do you remember the woman from the frozen lake? The one who had no vitals when we transported her to the hospital? Her name was Sophie. She had been dead for more than forty minutes before they revived her, and I couldn’t seem to get her out of my head.
“Did that woman from the lake ever come out of her coma?” I asked Bill as we headed out on a call.
“I asked about her yesterday,” he replied. “They said she still hasn’t woken up. She’ll probably be a vegetable.”
I gazed out the window as we sped past a playground. “Slow down. There are kids around here.”
“You’re always telling me to slow down, but can I remind you that this is an emergency vehicle? We’re supposed to speed.”
“You know how I feel about that,” I replied.
Bill and I had been partners for six months before I told him what happened to me almost twenty years earlier. Like most people, he was surprised I decided to become a paramedic after something like that. I’ve often wondered about that myself, and I have no answer to give, except to say that this is what I was born to do.
We raced through an intersection and nearly collided with two cop cars that fishtailed around the
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