911-what is your emergency?

God I hope that what they say about "everything comes in 3's" isn't true.

Within this last month, I have called 911 emergency from my cell phone twice.

The first call was made when my gals and I were driving home from a concert.

We were laughing and having fun telling stories, when and we came upon a man who had wrecked his motorcycle.  He was not wearing a helmet and was laying sprawled and life-less on the freeway on ramp.

He was thrown back from the cycle about 15 feet with such an impact that it knocked his shoes right off of him.

We were first on the scene and the first to contact emergency.  Fortunately, a doctor pulled up right after us and was able to start medical attention until the ambulance arrived.  We have all been haunted by the tragedy especially not knowing the man's outcome.

My second 911 call was when a white Buick turned left in front of me and drove down the wrong lane, then swerved drastically to the correct lane, then decided to just drive down the center turn lane until she came upon the next main intersection.  My honks and flashing lights did nothing to help the driver realize she was driving the wrong way in a round-a-bout.  I followed her as she weaved back and forth nearly missing parked cars and street signs.  I stayed on the phone with dispatch updating our location as we headed west.  She finally pulled into a neighborhood and parked on the side of the road.  I stopped ahead of her with just enough feet between us that I could keep the 411 with 911.

She then guns it and almost hits the back of my car.  I'm thinking "where in the freak is the freakin cops!!!"  Me and this maniac have been playing follow the drunk idiot for what felt like a half an hour (was probably more like 10 mins).  At the next stop I can see three squad cars awaiting our arrival.  The  drunk Buick lady almost turned right into one of the police vehicles!!!  Dispatch asked if I would be willing to stay in the area and give a verbal and written statement to the police.  I agreed, and shakily wrote my accounts of horrifically watching many potential collisions.

The driver, a lady who looked to be in her late 40's, was so impaired she couldn't even walk when they tried to give her the sobriety test.  They finally just had her blow into the breathalyzer, and whatever the number read, it was high enough for them to handcuff her and take her to jail.

After much appreciation was given to me  from the authorities, I was able to leave.

As I was driving home, my heart was beating in double time and I was beside myself realizing what had just transpired.  

It was sad, horrible and disgusting! 

I am so thankful it was late enough in the night that there were no pedestrians, children, or other cars driving on the road.  This could have been a senseless deadly outcome.

Do you ever wonder......

Am I put here in this moment for a reason, or is it random?

I had the choice to take a different road home, yet I chose that road at that time.  If I would have been just seconds earlier, she might have actually crashed into me.  If I had been seconds later, I might not have been able to witness her driving and not have been available to help the police to avoid destruction.

life is good weird