digging up the accident memory
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meme_6006Dear Readers
It has been a little over a week or so now probably updated. The good thing is work has starting picking back up a little. We also had an interview last week from our community newspaper about how my family was doing seven months following the parade accident. For those whom may not know, my fiance, myself, and our two-year old daughter, (then 18 mo the time of accident.) were involved in a Fourth of July parade accident and I almost lost both of them. Every year our town gets together for the annual Fourth of July Parade. This year, what turned out to be a great day, turned out to be one that will continue to haunt us the rest of our lives. Anyway, we decided to walk in the parade with our Church and I started moving towards the sidewalk when all of a sudden, I heard a voice behind me yell "LOOK OUT!" and noise of glass breaking, people yelling, and chaos. I remember dust and glass sweeping my legs. Well turns out, a classic tow truck that was in the parade lost break control, hitting my fiance, and forcing our daughter out of his arms rolling on the ground. People ran to pick her up, and I saw blood in her mouth so I freaked out. Then, I looked around, and there was my fiance being lying on the ground before he was helped up over to the curb. He was injured, the truck had hit him. Thank goodness my daughter was not harmed, she had bit her tongue. A nurse took us to the hospital for a evaluation, and an ambulance took Duane to Toledo Hospital. It turned out he had some fractured ribs, and his knee was messed up really bad. When I got home and settled with Cadance, it turned out the crash had gone viral on Social Media. There were people I did not even know telling me that media and news was trying to get ahold of me. Well, Duane came home that same day in a lot of pain but going to be ok. So three days in a row there were interviews about the accident from three different news outlets. It made news all over Ohio. After the dust settled, Duane told us that the trucks one tire was like inches away from smashing Cadance's head, if that would have happened she would have been killed before his very eyes. This is what he is struggling with to this day. He keeps thinking about the "What If's" some days are worse then others such as yesterday. Duane had breakdowns a lot and he was having nightmares the previous night. Well A lot of people in the community offered help, said the collected donations and such and we never saw any help, or donations. Well our fried from the Fremont Community News page got ahold of us for an update and he saw how bad are are struggling. The accident left Duane out of work for about two months. He also had a recent hand injury and is back out of work until the 15th of March. So, a very good community member and friend, wrote up a story about us, and before we knew it someone reopened our go fund me page, and like 10 people donated food, baby diapers, wipes, the meat place even gave us twenty pounds of hamburger meat. Someone as far away as Seattle Washington sent us 50 bucks. We are ever so grateful and plan on giving back to the community. Anyway that is what has been going on, we have been overwhelmed by generosity. Once we get back on our feet, we plan on giving back to the community that is for sure. Well, with all the memories being brought back up, also brought back up nightmares as well unfortunately. These days, I do not take to well to sudden loud impact noises. Certain noises trigger the incident. That day on July fourth after that incident out of no where I just started smoking cigarettes and still do seven months later. We are continuing with our lives and are glad to be safe, but sometimes with me a random thought will pop in my head. I will picture my life without them and I have to bring myself back to reality. I have to think that my family is here and safe. With time comes healing, you do not recover over-night. memories will fade, but never really be gone. For the longest time I been wanting to write about this accident, but I just could not bring myself to do it for being afraid of rehashing the bad. Like I said though, sudden noises will trigger flashbacks once in a while. So needless to say, fourth of July will never be the same again. Something we all once loved in our family, is now something that is feared because of a bad memory associated with it. So, it will be a very long time, if ever, we will go to a parade again.
It has been a little over a week or so now probably updated. The good thing is work has starting picking back up a little. We also had an interview last week from our community newspaper about how my family was doing seven months following the parade accident. For those whom may not know, my fiance, myself, and our two-year old daughter, (then 18 mo the time of accident.) were involved in a Fourth of July parade accident and I almost lost both of them. Every year our town gets together for the annual Fourth of July Parade. This year, what turned out to be a great day, turned out to be one that will continue to haunt us the rest of our lives. Anyway, we decided to walk in the parade with our Church and I started moving towards the sidewalk when all of a sudden, I heard a voice behind me yell "LOOK OUT!" and noise of glass breaking, people yelling, and chaos. I remember dust and glass sweeping my legs. Well turns out, a classic tow truck that was in the parade lost break control, hitting my fiance, and forcing our daughter out of his arms rolling on the ground. People ran to pick her up, and I saw blood in her mouth so I freaked out. Then, I looked around, and there was my fiance being lying on the ground before he was helped up over to the curb. He was injured, the truck had hit him. Thank goodness my daughter was not harmed, she had bit her tongue. A nurse took us to the hospital for a evaluation, and an ambulance took Duane to Toledo Hospital. It turned out he had some fractured ribs, and his knee was messed up really bad. When I got home and settled with Cadance, it turned out the crash had gone viral on Social Media. There were people I did not even know telling me that media and news was trying to get ahold of me. Well, Duane came home that same day in a lot of pain but going to be ok. So three days in a row there were interviews about the accident from three different news outlets. It made news all over Ohio. After the dust settled, Duane told us that the trucks one tire was like inches away from smashing Cadance's head, if that would have happened she would have been killed before his very eyes. This is what he is struggling with to this day. He keeps thinking about the "What If's" some days are worse then others such as yesterday. Duane had breakdowns a lot and he was having nightmares the previous night. Well A lot of people in the community offered help, said the collected donations and such and we never saw any help, or donations. Well our fried from the Fremont Community News page got ahold of us for an update and he saw how bad are are struggling. The accident left Duane out of work for about two months. He also had a recent hand injury and is back out of work until the 15th of March. So, a very good community member and friend, wrote up a story about us, and before we knew it someone reopened our go fund me page, and like 10 people donated food, baby diapers, wipes, the meat place even gave us twenty pounds of hamburger meat. Someone as far away as Seattle Washington sent us 50 bucks. We are ever so grateful and plan on giving back to the community. Anyway that is what has been going on, we have been overwhelmed by generosity. Once we get back on our feet, we plan on giving back to the community that is for sure. Well, with all the memories being brought back up, also brought back up nightmares as well unfortunately. These days, I do not take to well to sudden loud impact noises. Certain noises trigger the incident. That day on July fourth after that incident out of no where I just started smoking cigarettes and still do seven months later. We are continuing with our lives and are glad to be safe, but sometimes with me a random thought will pop in my head. I will picture my life without them and I have to bring myself back to reality. I have to think that my family is here and safe. With time comes healing, you do not recover over-night. memories will fade, but never really be gone. For the longest time I been wanting to write about this accident, but I just could not bring myself to do it for being afraid of rehashing the bad. Like I said though, sudden noises will trigger flashbacks once in a while. So needless to say, fourth of July will never be the same again. Something we all once loved in our family, is now something that is feared because of a bad memory associated with it. So, it will be a very long time, if ever, we will go to a parade again.
