We were heading to a friend's house for a party when we saw a lot of dirt/debree in the road. It was between two corn fields so we didn't think much of it. I looked into the field and saw a car on it top. I told Eric to pull over and call 911. He handed me his phone and before I could get out of the car and turned around to look at the one in the field, Eric was at the drivers side door pulling the man out. Eric said the man was unresponsive then when he got him flat in the field he came to and was talking. The passanger was beat up pretty bad. His head was dripping blood and his arm was cut and needed pressure to be applied. The driver kept wanting to walk around. He seemed with it but not, if that makes any sense. We left when the first responding vehicles arrived.
Eric was covered in mud and blood so we came home for him to clean up then headed back out to go to the party.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
My Husband
Posted by Laura at 8:30 PM
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