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Okay, my heart attack is over
Sep. 18th, 2001 10:41 amWell George finally called me yesterday evening at about 5pm. His dad is doing okay, although this has made me realize that people are truly assholes at times. He went over a cliff to avoid a deer, hit a tree and broke all his ribs on his right side, and punctured his lung. He then proceeded to climb OUT of the ravine he went into, with these injuries. After he reached the side of the road, he layed there for 3 count 'em 3 hours before someone stopped to help him, or even offer help. Okay, I understand that people don't generally stop to help strangers anymore, but don't you think you would at least CALL someone to get help? Especially if that person looked injured? The funny, but sad truth is, he didn't have a scratch on him. All of his injurues were from hitting the tree or whatever stopped him in the ravine. But he couldn't have been up and walking around at that point. He did have internal injuries. Things would be a lot better for him too, if someone had stopped sooner. I am just glad that he is doing okay, and it looks like he will make a full recovery. The wonderful people he works with are looking for his bike in the ravine now, to see if a crane can pull it out, or if they need to air lift it. Thank God he works with a wonderful group of people.
