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A woman. Older. White-haired. Broken, cut, and lying face down at an unnatural angle in the road.
I was on my way back from yet ANOTHER veterinary appointment and took the back way home - an old, winding canyon road that runs alongside the Yakima river and that used to be the old highway. I had Jenn (the addict that used to live with me) along, and saw what appeared to be smoke from a recent and raging fire up ahead. I remarked that that fire looked new, and that it appeared to be close to the road. After rounding a couple of curves I saw it - a vehicle, off to the right hand side of the road ABLAZE - raging unlike any car fire I've ever seen, and the pine trees and grass around it were also raging - and getting hotter. I slowed down, there were a number of cars off the left hand side of the road, and a group of people crouched down directly across the street from the flaming vehicle, on the other side of the guard rail. As I'm creeping by - numbed by everything happening Jenn says "Oh my god. What is THAT?" and points to the shoulder off to the left hand side of the road. I look out my window and see the nameless woman - broken, unmoving. She's on the inside of the guardrail, the group of crouching people are up 10-15 feet, on the other side of it. No one is near her which tells me it must be too late for her. She's been left, alone, in the road.
"Oh my god, Jenn. It's a body. A lady. She must be dead."
Just past the fire I pull over. "Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god." We're both in shock and starting to cry. I fumbled for my cell phone - figuring someone must have called already, but just in case feel I should call it in as well. As I'm pulling out my phone explosions start occurring behind me - I'm too close and have no cell signal, so I pull forward 20 feet. I call 911 and they've already received calls reporting the accident. I consider getting out, walking back to see if I can help, but there are already a number of people stopped, I don't want to get in the way, and I don't want to be a gawker. A few minutes after I drive away I wonder if I shouldn't have at least gotten out and taken a blanket from the back of my car to cover the poor, broken woman in the road to shield her from view and give her a little dignity.
I'm haunted by the image of this woman, thoughts of her family, what could have happened, and the welfare of anyone else that may have also been in the vehicle. I feel sick about the entire situation, and can't believe what I just saw. My best wishes, vibes, condolences, etc to anyone else involved in this accident and their family members - and to the woman left in the road ... RIP. :cry:
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