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So more info on the story the guy would keep the dead cats in the freezer that way if someone put an add in the paper or an add on facebook he would call them or email them he had their cat. After the sheriffs notified family about his death which he had one of his friends in the car with him, his friend said when they stopped to get the cat he had plenty of time to get to the cat walking at a slow pace back and would have been able to get back in the car. His friend said it seemed like he waited for the truck to get close so he would get hit, because it was either that day or the week before he was diagnosed with terminal cancer and told he had less than 2 months to live. When the got all the cats out and after a final count there were over 800 cats in the freezer. I heard the local chinese restaurant was interested until they found out they were frozen and they will only take live cats or very fresh kills.
 

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Getting hit by a vehicle is no joke. It happens in a blink of an eye. On October 17th 2007 I was driving back from my friends house on I-55 southbound from hammond, LA headed home to new orleans. Next thing I know the front driver side tire blew so I pulled over on the shoulder to change it. I parked the car as far off the road as I possibly could and put it on a slight angle so the front was damn near up against the bridge guard. I broke the lugs nuts loose slide the tire under the car and just as I stood up and turned to go grab the spare tire a walmart 18 wheeler drifted off the road and side swiped the back end of the car. My immediate reflexes kicked in and I involuntarily jumped up and turned my head away from the on coming rig which is what saved my life. The front cab missed me but the trailer caught me on my right side and threw my body down the interstate. I remember hitting the ground and looking up to see it pulling away puffing black smoke. It hit me so hard it knocked the wind out of me and I couldn't breathe. That was the last I remembered before I lost conscientiousness. I woke up what must have been not even a few seconds later and found myself in the middle of I-55 at 12 o'clock midnight. My first thought was holy shit I just got hit by an 18 wheeler. I then had this brief moment of not knowing if I was dead or alive. I came to my senses and figured I had to be alive since I was questioning it. I then realized I was laying in the middle of the interstate at 12 o'clock midnight in the middle of no where with no lights or anything. I knew I had to move off the road quickly or I would definitely get ran over and killed. As soon as I went to go move my body it wouldn't respond. That's when I began to panic and some how was able to move my left arm. With just that arm I managed to drag myself back to the car and thankfully I had my cell phone under the car that I was using for a light. Had I left it in the car theres no possible way I would have been able to get to it. I called for help and laid there waiting. My phone was almost dead before I even left my buddies house and usually when it got low it would shut off pretty quick. That night it was a miracle how long it lasted. While I was laying there I thought about a lot of stuff mostly my family and all the things I wanted to do in life that I would never get the chance to. I called my friends that I just left and told them about the accident and said my good byes. For some reason I called my aunt who Ive never called and had no idea why other than she was the closest family member to where I was at and told her what happened, she hung up on me. I tried calling my mom countless times but couldn't reach her. Eventually I was just left with my thoughts which was probably the worst part of all. I laid there knowing there was no possible way I wasn't going to live and eventually I accepted death and was even ok with it. I figured it was my time. It took forever for the ambulance to get there. When they arrived they were surprised I was still alive. They assumed it was a fatality being a head on with a big rig not expecting me to be alive. Any way I broke my hand pelvis foot and had some minor ribs and spinal cord injuries. After getting transferred to a better more suitable hospital 4 moths later I pulled through with no major permanent problems other than a bad ligament in my right arm that still wakes me up in the middle of the night and a loss of vision in one eye. I was just thankful, for a while we didn't know if I was ever going to be able to walk again. On that same night there was a slidell man that got hit on the interstate in kenner not more than 15 miles away from me that got hit by a chevy colorado pick up truck. I keep his obituary in my wallet. For the longest time there was a blood stain on the interstate from where I landed to where I drug myself back to car and a big old pool where I bled out waiting.

So yea man your lucky. Don't take it for granted.

Yeah 2007 and 2008 must have been bad years I was a paramedic and firefighter and was on my way in to work to start my shift and came up on an accident so I stopped to help. As we were cutting the guy out of his car a guy in a dually clipped me with his mirror and knocked me down and forward then ran over me with the dual wheels. When I woke up I was strapped down to a backboard in the median and the helicopter I worked part time on coming in to land and I knew no one in the accident needed flown. So I had a blood clot in my spinal cord which resolved it’s self about 3 weeks later and I had my top 2 ribs on each side removed and the muscles in the front of my neck removed. So that ended my fire and medic career I’m 39 now and have been in and out of the hospital for the last 2 years going into acute respiratory failure was in the hospital the last 2 weeks I have never smoked and have now been diagnosed with copd and am on oxygen all the time. Oh well life goes on some are delt shit cards and other are gold. I’m trying to come to grips I’ll never get a drag car to jump into the no prep races and I’ll never get my gt500 but hey I’m alive


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Yeah 2007 and 2008 must have been bad years I was a paramedic and firefighter and was on my way in to work to start my shift and came up on an accident so I stopped to help. As we were cutting the guy out of his car a guy in a dually clipped me with his mirror and knocked me down and forward then ran over me with the dual wheels. When I woke up I was strapped down to a backboard in the median and the helicopter I worked part time on coming in to land and I knew no one in the accident needed flown. So I had a blood clot in my spinal cord which resolved it’s self about 3 weeks later and I had my top 2 ribs on each side removed and the muscles in the front of my neck removed. So that ended my fire and medic career I’m 39 now and have been in and out of the hospital for the last 2 years going into acute respiratory failure was in the hospital the last 2 weeks I have never smoked and have now been diagnosed with copd and am on oxygen all the time. Oh well life goes on some are delt shit cards and other are gold. I’m trying to come to grips I’ll never get a drag car to jump into the no prep races and I’ll never get my gt500 but hey I’m alive


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Whoa, this is awful. Sorry to hear about the lasting effects of an accident while on duty helping others.
 

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I have to say the hospital is no fun especially being in there for almost 2 weeks. I ended up in respiratory failure started coughing on a wednesday and am already on oxygen and I put off going to the e.r until Saturday and by the time I went in I could only walk about 5 steps and was out of breath and could only speak a sentence and was out of breath. So when I went to the e.r in my town they sent me in a mobile ICU to a larger hospital and after getting there they started their tests and came in and asked when I started coughing and told them Wednesday and the docs said I had pneumonia in my left lung and staph infection in both along with the copd and pulmonary fibrosis and a host of other issues ptsd neck and back issues from getting run over. Any way the docs come in and said you know your the youngest person on this floor and your the sickest and they proceeded to say this is going to be an ongoing thing that goes along with the copd but they had never seen a staph infection or pneumonia get so bad so fast and that I was hours away from being intubated so they could breath for me. So there are a lot of guys on here that work for ford or know someone that works there, with so much time on my hands I keep watching the videos of the media people in Vegas out driving the new gt500 and beating the tar out of them. I dont know if ford does it but I used to know that dodge and chevy take those cars the test units and strip them or crush them and a couple times I heard of them giving them to people as long as they didnt title them and only used them as drag cars or something like that. Its probably dumb asking this but what does Ford do with like those 42 cars they used at the media day, I used to see a lot of test units at the factory sales but they were like cars and truck that had like 1k miles on them. I figure since all my accidents and my getting sick and the docs think the lung issues are all from my time as a paramedic and firefighter my new drag car fund is gone and the only way I will get the gt500 I wanted or cobra jet I wanted which I had a lot saved is gone just to keep my family fed and my truck was just taken we lost where we were living which was a rental and luckily my wifes dad had a spare room so we have a roof over our heads. I have my wife and son to keep me going but I still feel crushed I have been racing all my life and its like the one last thing that made me feel normal is gone now too. This is all just wishful thinking and I am very sure nothing will come of it. If someone on here is feeling generous I started a gofundme page so I can get a portable oxygen machine which are like 3-4k and would help me a lot to get out of the house, the other part of the go fund me is to get dental work the medications I am on made my teeth brittle and they are all broke and what left is in my gums which makes it painful to eat I dont want to open my mouth because I hate how it looks. Here is the link to my go fund me page oh and the reason I started it is because my insurance will not cover either of them the oxygen machine or dental work because they say it is cosmetic even though both will improve my quality of life and with the oxygen I can hopefully start buying cars again for dealers so I am a productive person even though my docs say there are people out there with a lot less wrong with them people with a bum knee or ankle that on their part lifestyle changes would help and probably stop their problem and I have no way to cure my lungs and I will always have ptsd. Here is the link to my go fund me
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^^ You know what I hate; When you go to a store and buy something and the cashier asks you to round up to the next dollar for some charity. My response is always why don’t you round down and give it to them...charity is great but I can’t stand when people beg for it.


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know what i hate is the fact people would rather send money to some place in africa to help feed people there, why dont we take care of the homeless and starving in our country first. Back in May before I really started to go down hill I was in one of the bigger towns actually where I worked as a firefighter and paramedic and on the corner at the stop light was an older guy that was holding a sign that said homeless need heart medication. So I pulled up and asked him where his prescription was at and it was across the street at kroger. SO i told him I wouldnt give him money because I didnt want him to go use it for beer or drugs, I told him to go to kroger and I would meet him there so I met him out front and went inside with him and bought his heart medicine and a bottle of water. I asked him when the last time he ate was and he said the day before so I told him to wait in the front of Kroger outside I went up and got him Mcdonalds so in all it cost me a little over 80 bucks and kept the guy out of the hospital it was worth it.

I am surprised that I have made it this long and not had the lung issues show up sooner I have 2 buddies that were about 10 years older than me and both have died do to lung issues, we all did the same jobs we were all volunteer firefighters I was the only one that went full time. We all ended up in new your on 9-12-01 and were all there for 3 weeks. The charity thing the reason I didnt and havent filled for disability is I didnt want to feel like a charity case I see all kinds of people on disability and can believe how many say its from being over weight and I would rather go out and go to work than sit at home and let everyone else pay for me. kind of like chevy and dodge we are all paying for those cars even if we dont own one.
 

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