Some friends never change, and others do; but it’s the friends that change us that matter. Some memories never leave us, and some are as easily forgotten as the last time we blinked. The summer of 2010 holds some of my most painful and fun memories and it is surely a time that changed me and all of my friends. My friend Michael now knows that he changed that summer, but what he does not know is just how much he changed all of us. Like most summers do, it all started at the end of school, the last day in fact. All of my friends and myself had been invited to go to Alan’s house to swim in the creek and ride around on the Gator. The group consisted of Alan, Patrick, Randy, Michael, Josh, and myself. Like every other time that we had all went
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Three of us sat in the front while the other three rode in the bed. Alan, who was driving, Josh and Randy sat in the front while Michael, Patrick, and I enjoyed the bumpy ride in the back. About halfway back to the house we come to the hill that we loved to drive as fast as we could down. Patrick and I sat down and held on while Michael, who was always the daredevil of the group, stood up and held on to the roll-cage. We screamed down the hill, going as fast as the little two stroke motor and gravity could take us. Until we reached the …show more content…
Randy, who was the oldest, attempted CPR while Alan, Josh, and Patrick called 911. I didn’t have a cell phone so I just stood there, completely in awe over what had just transpired in a few seconds. After about 15 minutes the first ambulance showed up, and I remember staring at the massive pool of blood that he left behind when the paramedics moved him. Five minutes after the ambulance arrived, the flight for life helicopter landed in a nearby field and he was put into the belly of the deafening vehicle. “Is he going to be ok?” I managed to choke out to one of the paramedics. “I’m sorry” was the only response he gave.
The next few days were a blur. They moved him from hospital to hospital trying to fix his head. Until he finally wound up in St. Louis. No matter how far away the hospital was, we followed and sat in the waiting room, praying that this next time the doctor would actually have good news. The best news we ever got was that he had stabilized. Michael spent the next two months in a coma. After he came to, he stayed in the hospital for another 3 months. His brother, McKenna, stayed with my family during that time and watching his reaction to all of the horrific news was
Three of us sat in the front while the other three rode in the bed. Alan, who was driving, Josh and Randy sat in the front while Michael, Patrick, and I enjoyed the bumpy ride in the back. About halfway back to the house we come to the hill that we loved to drive as fast as we could down. Patrick and I sat down and held on while Michael, who was always the daredevil of the group, stood up and held on to the roll-cage. We screamed down the hill, going as fast as the little two stroke motor and gravity could take us. Until we reached the …show more content…
Randy, who was the oldest, attempted CPR while Alan, Josh, and Patrick called 911. I didn’t have a cell phone so I just stood there, completely in awe over what had just transpired in a few seconds. After about 15 minutes the first ambulance showed up, and I remember staring at the massive pool of blood that he left behind when the paramedics moved him. Five minutes after the ambulance arrived, the flight for life helicopter landed in a nearby field and he was put into the belly of the deafening vehicle. “Is he going to be ok?” I managed to choke out to one of the paramedics. “I’m sorry” was the only response he gave.
The next few days were a blur. They moved him from hospital to hospital trying to fix his head. Until he finally wound up in St. Louis. No matter how far away the hospital was, we followed and sat in the waiting room, praying that this next time the doctor would actually have good news. The best news we ever got was that he had stabilized. Michael spent the next two months in a coma. After he came to, he stayed in the hospital for another 3 months. His brother, McKenna, stayed with my family during that time and watching his reaction to all of the horrific news was