i have one experienced that i can share with you…i put it in my friendster too..and yes you can published this article in your school publications in 3 conditions

1. the title should not be change

2. do not edit anything on the content of this article (grammar maybe ok)

3. don’t make fun of this article coz this is the first article i wrote my whole life

TITLE: Longest 1 Minute of my Life

March 13, 2007 — 5:20AM (Kuwait Time)

A very usual day for me… I woke-up 4:30AM take a bath and prepare myself for 11 hours of work..nothing so special

Going to work. Our company provides 3 service vehicles for TCN Staff & workers.. a BUS, COASTER and a Commuter Van.

I preferred to be conveyed in a Commuter Van because it arrives first in the site. I sat in the rear part of the vehicle where my foot rested on top of a spare tire and my knees touches the backrest of the seat in front of me.

As our Van is approaching Exit 304 at Ahmadi Express Way, I closed my eyes for a bit to take a nap, after less than a minute I heard a warning beep from our Van indicating that we are on a maximum speed allowed (120KmH) our driver released the gas pedal to reduce speed and after he did I heard a very strange sound so I opened my eyes and I saw that our car is crossing hasty from fast lane going to right side of the Highway. We bump into in concrete barriers that caused the rear part of the van on the brink. I noticed that we are on a flyover and the first thing that comes into my mind is that .. I’M DONE… Our van flips over on the ground for 3 to 4 times, shattered all untainted window glass, the roll over stops with our vehicle rest upside down and a strong thump in the paved road which caused us slammed in the roof of the vehicle.

All 10 passengers including the driver managed to get out from the wreckage and nobody suffer a major injury. While we are on a hurry to look for a safe place I turned around and I was stuck on the ground..when I saw the rubble.. I can’t really describe what I feel that moment but I am surprised that I am standing outside the car unharmed. As I gawk on the car I keep on thinking…what IF I died in that crashed?…my tears start to roll down thinking that I didn’t even tell to my wife and my kids how much I LOVE THEM.. I didn’t even tell to my Family how much I care for them.. I didn’t even tell to my friends how much they mean to me.

I never closed my eyes from the moment our vehicle rushed to the concrete barriers and flip us over for several times to the time it stops from rolling. I saw how our vehicle crashed to the concrete barriers…I saw how all the passengers tip over in different directions…I will never forget the sound I heard when we crashed to the concrete barriers, the sound when our vehicle rolls over to the ground…

I am not a religious person..I don’t even go to church often.. I don’t even have a religion which I can say I am devoted to..but I do believed in GOD.. and I know what happened that day is a MIRACLE.

I am so amazed that even in just 1 minute God can perform miracle…and that 1 minute is the longest 1 minute of my life.

This will sound odd but in most true traumatic accidents there is no memory of the actual accident. Things are clear usually until just before it happens and memory returns after it has happened. When I got hit by a truck I lost everything from a few minutes (no real idea how long) before until about 2 weeks after I was in the hospital. This is especially true when there is a head injury with concussion.

I hope this helps you.

I was on a Coach type bus bringing workers from Frort MacMurray back to Edmonton for the long weekend in May 2005. The bus got hit broadside by a transport truck. 6 people died, 23 were injured. I was in the hospital for 5 weeks.

I had a major concussion and a bleed in my brain. I also had a lacerated spleen, fractured ribs, a dislocated and fractured shoulder with torn cartlidges, a fractured kneecap and multiple fractures to my face. I almost died and even now there are days that I do not feel very good. While in the hospital I was also suffering from a bloodclot in one calf caused by the bruising and came down with septicemia from infection from internal injuries. In addition to this I might have been exposed to one of the antibiotic resistant versions of Stapylococus aureus.

After the hospital they had me attending a head injury recovery clinic for almost a year. I hate craft projects.

I have also had further operations on my shoulder, rotator cuff repair, bone planing and re-attachment of cartiledge and tendons. It is still weaker and has restricted movement.

I still suffer depression and have very irregular sleep patterns.

I have metal plates in my face that were put in to hold it together while it healed. I have metal peices inserted into my shoulder that they used to attach the tendons to.

The accident was May 20 2005 and made the news for a while.

I have not been able to return to work.

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