Gift of Gabb

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    Cla's Story

    On September 22, 2014, I was on my way to work like any normal Monday morning; but this particular day was memorable.  It was a Jewish holiday and not many were on the road.  It was a bright but brisk day; nonetheless, beautiful.  I had turned my gospel music on to clear my head and enjoy the ride in.  Suddenly, as I was doing a routine check in the rearview; I saw a car speeding towards me, so quickly that I had no time to respond.  The only thing I could do is scream out, “Oh no”.  The last I remember is that I was driving on a major highway in the far left lane.  When I opened my eyes; my car was driver’s side down on the shoulder in the far right lane and I was pinned underneath the steering wheel.  Someone had struck my vehicle so hard that her car went underneath my left tire lifting my car; causing it to soar across three highway lanes.  There was glass, debris and grass everywhere.  All of my windows were busted and all of the doors were crushed.  I had an extra- large cup of coffee that had spilled all over my hair and clothes so all of the debris was stuck to my body and face.  My ears were ringing, my eyes were blurred and when I looked down, I noticed a large hole in my left hand: The pain was excruciating.  The EMT, Fire-fighters and Police were all God sent:  They were wonderful.  I had to be extricated from the car with the Jaws of Life; and I think that was scarier than the accident itself.  I was pinned in the vehicle with a blanket over my head and face for protection for almost an hour as the large boisterous machine tried to maneuver a route for me to escape.  I was praying and singing the entire time to stay calm but all I could see was the amount of blood that kept oozing from my hand and elbow.  I tried to keep thoughts of non-survival out of my head as the fireman was yelling at the operator of the JOL.  I heard him scream, “Stop, stop, you are coming too close to her head!”.  I thought, “Great, I survived the crash but I will die trying to be rescued”.  But by the Grace of God, I survived!  And now I know why.  I am here to bring awareness to everyone about effects of reckless driving on victims and their families.  What the driver did not realize is that I had just given birth to the most precious thing on earth 11 months prior.  At that time, my daughter was weeks away from celebrating her 1st birthday.  It just so happened that my mother was baby-sitting her that day.  What if she had been in the car?  How many others are not as blessed as I?  Statics show that…

    • Over 37,000 people die in road crashes each year
    • An additional 2.35 million are injured or disabled
    • Over 1,600 children under 15 years of age die each year
    • Motor vehicle injuries are a leading cause of death among children in the United States


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