Friday, May 12, 2006
reminders
God always gives us reminders, its just that we are ignorant to spot it.I had the most flashing recall on my way home just now. I was ghosting through the empty streets on this public holiday. As I past defu lane, about to enter hougang ave3's chicanes, A ghastly sight behold me. A car had just stopped & i noticed a lady in a dazed manner trying to seat at the roadside. God! There had been an accident.
I definietly had to stop since it seemed like it just happened. No other car had stopped except for the 1st one. Immediately i dismounted off my bike n rushed to the nearest injured person. She was able to speak as I asked the usual "ARE YOU OK??" but she quickly diverted my attention to the rider.
MasyaAllah! There was a pool of blood on the road. The rider was face flat on the ground, body in a very awkward position. My senses quickly heightened!! Peculiar how it made me recall my own accidents at that very moment. But this guy was bad. He was not moving, not responding. Luckily my first aid training kicked in again. I searched for his pulse. Alhamdulillah. His body though was very hot. From the face I could see the blood still oozing out the nose, continously trickling & covering the road. He was still not responding. Tried to move his body but the awkward position prevented me from doing much. Shouted to the pakcik.."DA CALL AMBULANCE?" he was still fiddling with his phone though.
At this instance, I just rummaged through his body trying to find signs of dislocation or fractures. From personal bodily experience la katakan. Ha! Could not see any fracture sign, only a fear his left hand could be dislocted. Then...he moved!!
He just like motionlessly turned to his side, releasing his arm from the awkward position. His eyes were blurry from the sand, nose still in disarray from the blood & mouthwide open. Think the only things he must have seen were just shadowy images as the sun started to shine the area. & damn it cars were driving past so fast & so near to his body and mine!!
When he moved, I was able to confirmed that definietly no sign of dislocation or fractures. All the limbs slowlly started to move. He tried feverishly to get up but think he was too weak from losing so much blood.When I did try to help him, he seemed to have given up, still very quiet non responding to my shouts of help. I then saw that I could not help much anymore but God helped him definietly. I said a silent prayer that I knew of healing while touching his warm leg dan 'saratkan.' When there seem no response again I said it, & there God was there, indefinietly! He rolled over withh his eyes half open. They were close most of the time. Alhamdulillah.
Then I remembered my bike, ha! quickly move it properly to the side of the road. Oh yah, I took back my hp from the pillion. She had made a few calls with it. Asked her honestly, skided ? she nod. Laju ? she nod. Just a heavy sigh in my heart. By the way its a 2b bike. Repsol 150. All smashed on 1 side with the rear seat all flipped open.
Guess that must have been the way my own accident area must have been. Cause I had always tried to imagine what my scene was like. My dad kept saying my bike had broke into 2, all the contents had flown all over the area. I have no recollection of my bike. Maybe the pain was too unbearable that time, or maybe because I had been flung a good 5-6m away from my bike & could only see the smashed taxi (DAMN SHA531G).
After what must have been a gd 10mins, an ambulance came. Oh all along when I was attending to a the guy, another kind soul with a first aid kit had tended to the girl bandaging her head. Think that Abang was a CD personnel. When the paramedics was attending to the guy, I gave necessary info to the w/SGT. How he was conscious but motionless. still breathing, pulse, shows no sign of fracture or dislocation. Heh quite good eiy ? till she asked if I was a paramedic. Simply replied was a Police NSmen with first aid training. Then I just wanted to bang my head on the road!!
The 2 NSmen seemed new. Didnt know what they were doing or what to do, correctly. Maybe it was the chaotic & grusome scene. I glanced, no rank! no wonder! They even put the neck brace wrongly at first as the SGT was holding the head properly. Of course I had backed out by now as the Abang already came into the picture, supporting with the strecher & all. Then finally the TP came. Think didnt have enough time to access the situation properly as they had to take the particulars first( experience katakan). Heh then the girl was also escorted to the ambulance & they zoomed off most probably to CGH.
Talked to the first pakcik, & I got starking news. The bike was from the opposite direction of the road, lost control after the 'chicane' & went over the divider to opposite lane. Of course I'm ommitting the wham! bang! screech! argh! & what not...but the aftermath was the bike had spun facing the opposite direction of the road leaving the rider, lying dead centre in the middle lane. Ahh ...I went as some questions were answered. At this point 1 of the SGT from the 2nd ambulance, which was late btw, came over to us appreciating the kind gesture we had provided with a simple thanks.
For me, he didnt have to say that, as I have never had the chance to thank all those passer bys that had helped me on 4th july 2005. I sincerely gave all my help as how to I was helped. I'd like to take this oppurtunity to thank the surgeon who helped position me correctly that night (imagine I had a surgeon at the accident scene) the 3 SAF personnel who did crowd control, the off duty police officer who did the necessary calls. Wow! This are all the help & remider that I recieved showing that I'm still loved by God. The accident was just a reminder, no less.
A gentle reminder to all riders, myself included. Know the roads before trying any motoGP manouvers. Really want to speed & take corner 10c, to to Pasir Gudang. Ha. Anyway, especially to 2b bike riders, please be careful. I totally understand how you guys/girls feel about having a bike. I was there once. Heck my first real accident was similar to this accident.
Then back in 2001 I had take a roundhouse corner exiting from TPE to elias road. To much of indulging in the bike & the corner. I forgot I had a pillion, so as I exited the corner I ram straight into the divider. Luckily I had manged to slow down & not fly off the divider to the other side. My pillion though did. Luckily there was not much traffic at 4am. Zul Giler...Zul Giler. Now hes a rider himself. Ha. Never will I forget my accidents as I realize now they are there to serve as gentle reminders.
God always gives us reminders, its just that we are ignorant to spot it.
when darkness turns to light @ 7:24 am
