MVA Rollover Accident Survivors?

[user27357]

yes, and I still wake up to the sound of the crash.
new years eve statistic wreck, but sober on the way to a party. driver missed the driveway and had to turn around but there was no where on a one lane gravel road at night, saw lights ahead through the trees and made for them thinking it was another driveway but missed a 90 and flipped us down a ravine in the dark. I was passenger, ended up in backseat underneath 3 people, had the sense to roll a rear window down (up?) and crawled out, scrambled to the road and realised no one else was with me, went back, pulled people out the driver door and back window and scrambled back up to the road where I lay down and didn't get to walk on my own again for almost two months of recovery from severe internal bleeding and some surgeries that followed. Kept my spleen and most of my liver, and did a long stint on hospital heroine that bent my head pretty f*cking bad.
I am still a terrible passenger and I drive like I have some skin in the game cuz guess what? I do! So do all the other idiots that drive like its a video game but thats only because they dont know the terror of a horrible crunch and the feeling that you are going to die unless the ambulance has a good crew and they get here quick.
I became that good crew on a fire truck later on and the one most common thing I heard from other survivors was "I never thought this would happen to me". I know that look in their eye because I have had it myself. some call it shock face, I have heard "cow eyes" and ER nurses can recognise the look on the faces of victims with rigid abdomens from across a crowded room like it's a neon sign.
It gets better but why let it go away completely? Keep the extra edge of a memory of what can happen in your head and maybe you will be able to keep it from happening again, I have.
It's a bad way to wake up, hearing the crunch all over again but I have ways to calm myself and get back to sleep. I can't fix a ruptured liver and bruised spleen and punctured colon with broken ribs. For that you have to lie down and wait and hope it's a good crew.

 

[Tina M]

My accident was June 11, 2000. Just past 19 years, I still dont remember anything about the weekend, but have seen pictures and have been told several times it was great. I was driving home from my great-grandmother's 94th birthday party in the LA area of California. My mother, grandparents and aunt were travelling with me. We were northbound 99 on that hot summer day about an hour and 15 mins from home. Everyone in the vehicle was discussing how Caltrans needed to work on the road because it was EXTREMELY rough and at one point I pulled over to check if a tire was low. Everything appeared ok and we continued. Just north of the Pond road exit on 99 the vehicle made a loud metal on metal noise and it appeared I lost control of the vehicle. The tread came off the tire and wrapped itself around my axle snapping the axle. We struck the burm on the side of the road which caused the vehicle to roll. I was ejected on the first rollover, the vehicle with the other 4 continued to roll, 5 times total. I broke the driver side window out with my head, scattered my left arm in 27 places causing a compound fracture, major TBI, broken sternum, bruised my heart which stopped twice, broke 2 ribs in 2 places each which in turn punctured my lungs cracked my hip and femur. The doctors told my family to say goodbye because I wouldn't pull through. And if I did I would never be normal again. My answer to that, WHO defines normal to begin with? I has been a REALLY, REALLY hard road, physically, emotionally, and spiritually. But one that I have beat all odds in. That day I lost my grandparents, they were my best friends and my biggest hero's. I started struggling with PTSD just in the last few years, (that is a whole other story) but I strive to make them proud.

 

[Genn-Gen]

Five, very quick, months ago, I walked away from what, like any other who has never experienced a rollover and doesn't know they should dread, should have and could have easily killed me. On a road I've travelled my whole life and driven on for the last 20 years. It was 6:45 am, thank the Creator it was summertime, and I'm on
The shoulder of the road, the size of a sidewalk step because of construction, pulled me off the road. Without hitting my brake because I knew better, I tried to get all 4 tires back onto the pavement and either the loose sand beside the shoulder or the shoulder itself made me lose control of the car. I side swiped a man's driveway or the ditch beside his driveway, which flipped me over. I dont know how many times or which direction the car went over itself, but I'm told I went airborne. I guess I did go airborne as evidenced by the power lines wrapped around my axle

I've survived two rollover accidents, both of which happened within a year of each other. The first accident happened after a heavy rainfall and I went around a corner, and the second happened when I was driving down a narrow road and had to swerve out of the way of another car coming straight toward me. Both accidents left me with only bruises and severe concussions, and later I was diagnosed with PTSD. I've never met anyone else that has survived a rollover car accident. Is there anyone else here that's been in a similar kind of accident?

6/28/2019 at about 6:45 am. At age 40 and before I had even lit a cigarette, I experienced my 3rd MVA while being the driver and it happened to have cost me more than I even understand now. Friday morning, casual dress down, heading to the billing office, the shoulder of the road (looking more as a side-walk step due to widening & paving) pulled me off of the asphalt. Without hitting my breaks, key point, I tried to return all the wheels to the road but was already / promptly out of control. The loose white sand beside the shoulder could have contributed to this portion of the accident, but certainly the side walk, I mean shoulder, did.
Who knows how long these moments last? No witness has come forward to state what they witnessed.
Anyway, I side swiped a family's driveway / ditch beside driveway which sent me (I'm told) airborne and rolling.
No diagnosis of PTSD at this time, and this will sound like an excuse, but I had a job, a very taxing job and I needed to be there 48 hours per week. Back to the story, I stopped upside down against a power pole and just could NOT get my rear up into the seat in order to release tension from my seatbelt. I smelled hot. Many things it could have been and all I know is that it made me put the dead engine into park and remove the keys from ignition. They fell up which is funny to me now, definitely not then. My hands are feeling around my busted-up 19-year-old sedan searching, needing something sharp to cut my seatbelt. I wasn't hysterical, not yet anyway. I was verbal and I was aware that I may not see my 41st birthday. So, outloud and repeatedly, I stated how I want out, please get me out, I need out. Then a man who could have been my own daddy appeared, cut my seatbelt and asked me who else needed out.... Oh My God in Heaven.. I thanked jesus for sparing my life along with my Children's lives as I was all alone in my vehicle (a rare moment for a single mom).
So,.I'm not a great story teller as I think of other 'important' details as I'm telling said story. One thing leads to another, as the proverb goes. So I'll stop here.

 

[Chialude]

Yes my daughter survived walked away. Driving a Nissan Cube small suv and cheap.driving a nice sunny day. No phone! She says next thing car was skidding heading for ditch. She braced. Car flipped sideways 3 three times. All glass shattered every panel in car dented but roof held and doors she was wearing her seatbelt. She climbs out of windshield. Bumps bruise and a bit tounge. She walked away from this. Hospital did all scans she was fine I guess God has plans for her.