When Tragedy Strikes

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    Apr 30, 2011 2:23 AM GMT
    Just watched video of the terrible tornado damage in Alabama as well as interviews of survivors and it brings back memories of the tragedy my daughter and I went through back in 92'. I woke up on a saturday morning about 7:15, all was normal as I got ready for the day in the bathroom.

    I smelled smoke after a few minutes, so went downstairs to see what the source was and I stopped at seeing flames coming out of the entry hall bathroom. Just as I was about to go toward the flames there was a poof noise and the hall filled with flames over me to within a foot of my head. I ran as fast as I could back up the stairs to get my daughter and the smoke was already so thick I couldn't see, but I got to her and we fled out to the second floor front porch and down a ladder into the front yard. Within 10 minutes the entire house was in flames.

    It all reminds me of how quickly tragedy can strike and change everything in a persons life. Whether by storm, fire, or accidents the person going through them is changed from then on. Have any of you or your friends faced such tragedies ? How are you or they coping?
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    Apr 30, 2011 4:44 AM GMT
    Shit happens.

    It will be interesting to see how many of these "I want smaller government" Republican red state communities hold their hand out for big government assistance.
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    Apr 30, 2011 4:50 AM GMT
    I'm so sorry RLD I'm here for you if you want to talk
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    Apr 30, 2011 5:02 AM GMT
    realifedad said... [really sad sad story] ...
    Have any of you or your friends faced such tragedies ? How are you or they coping?
    Sounds to me like you never got over your last sad sad story, and you want to know how other people coped with theirs to help you cope with yours.

    If that's the case (which I believe it is), please accept my biggest e-hugs. I've never been through anything that tragic.

    *hugs*
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    Apr 30, 2011 8:41 AM GMT
    When I was 9, a car was careening down the road at my brother, R, and me. He grabbed me by the neck and pushed me to the side of the road. The car crushed both my legs and hit him head on. I got to lay there and watch his body twitch as he gasped for air while blood trickled from his mouth about 10 ft away from me while my sister, C, stood between us and let out blood curdling scream after scream until we were taken away by ambulances. He died on the way to the hospital.

    The few other memories I have from that day don't make any sense and I can't put them into chronological order.

    How did we cope? We didn't.

    R had a twin brother, K. C found K's body in the bathtub after he slit his wrists one morning a few months later. I don't have a story for that one because I don't have any memories of that day.

    C began having psychotic episodes shortly after and wound up in a mental hospital for a while and my parents filed for divorce roughly a year later, although there were other factors involved with that as well.

    As for me, I blocked out nearly every memory, developed severe anger management problems (I don't do that anymore) and have been in therapy ever since.

    Shit was SO not cash.

    I think I may have shared too much. icon_confused.gif
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    May 01, 2011 7:03 AM GMT
    FYI, ready.gov

    Be ready and resilient to tragedy. It can be less tragic.
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    May 01, 2011 7:05 AM GMT
    realifedad said Just watched video of the terrible tornado damage in Alabama as well as interviews of survivors and it brings back memories of the tragedy my daughter and I went through back in 92'. I woke up on a saturday morning about 7:15, all was normal as I got ready for the day in the bathroom.

    I smelled smoke after a few minutes, so went downstairs to see what the source was and I stopped at seeing flames coming out of the entry hall bathroom. Just as I was about to go toward the flames there was a poof noise and the hall filled with flames over me to within a foot of my head. I ran as fast as I could back up the stairs to get my daughter and the smoke was already so thick I couldn't see, but I got to her and we fled out to the second floor front porch and down a ladder into the front yard. Within 10 minutes the entire house was in flames.

    It all reminds me of how quickly tragedy can strike and change everything in a persons life. Whether by storm, fire, or accidents the person going through them is changed from then on. Have any of you or your friends faced such tragedies ? How are you or they coping?


    Thank god you and your daughter got out OK.
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    May 01, 2011 7:20 AM GMT
    Zettabyte saidWhen I was 9, a car was careening down the road at my brother, R, and me. He grabbed me by the neck and pushed me to the side of the road. The car crushed both my legs and hit him head on. I got to lay there and watch his body twitch as he gasped for air while blood trickled from his mouth about 10 ft away from me while my sister, C, stood between us and let out blood curdling scream after scream until we were taken away by ambulances. He died on the way to the hospital.

    The few other memories I have from that day don't make any sense and I can't put them into chronological order.

    How did we cope? We didn't.

    R had a twin brother, K. C found K's body in the bathtub after he slit his wrists one morning a few months later. I don't have a story for that one because I don't have any memories of that day.

    C began having psychotic episodes shortly after and wound up in a mental hospital for a while and my parents filed for divorce roughly a year later, although there were other factors involved with that as well.

    As for me, I blocked out nearly every memory, developed severe anger management problems (I don't do that anymore) and have been in therapy ever since.

    Shit was SO not cash.

    I think I may have shared too much. icon_confused.gif


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    All I can say is my heart goes out to you, as my eyes are watering, I am glad you shared, I went through months of seeing flames everytime I closed my eyes, but I would chose those flames any day over what you went through and go through now over your losses. Its merciful that some things you cannot remember, our minds I think block some things for self preservation. Bless you !! keep in contact if you'd like !!! Dennis


    Thanks to all above, my main purpose was for an opening in case others wanted to share too. My comfort was I didn't lose my daughter, stuff can be replaced, life cannot.
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    May 01, 2011 8:32 AM GMT
    It was the year 2009, when everything turned upside down in the family...
    My Mom had cancer back in 2004 and she was cured thank god; but in 2009 she suddenly had it back and she went all through surgeries and shit and it was hopeless and we lost her in 2009. Ever since that time i've been lost and isolated and unable to deal with people. I feel like i took her responsibility being in her shoes now, knowing am the closest to her and knowing that i know all abt the household stuff, i felt like i grew up 20 years over my age.

    All of this is ok, what hurts is how everyone now is lost and mislead and we were all dependent on her even my dad.

    It pains me every time i get a job interview or in mother's day or her birthday i can't pick-up my phone and call her or just ask her for advice on what to do or even tell her how is she???

    She visits us in our dreams me and my sisters always telling us she is fine and happy enjoying herself, which somehow soothes out the pain but still....

    I hope i didn't share too much icon_sad.gif
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    May 01, 2011 8:34 AM GMT
    Zettabyte saidWhen I was 9, a car was careening down the road at my brother, R, and me. He grabbed me by the neck and pushed me to the side of the road. The car crushed both my legs and hit him head on. I got to lay there and watch his body twitch as he gasped for air while blood trickled from his mouth about 10 ft away from me while my sister, C, stood between us and let out blood curdling scream after scream until we were taken away by ambulances. He died on the way to the hospital.

    The few other memories I have from that day don't make any sense and I can't put them into chronological order.

    How did we cope? We didn't.

    R had a twin brother, K. C found K's body in the bathtub after he slit his wrists one morning a few months later. I don't have a story for that one because I don't have any memories of that day.

    C began having psychotic episodes shortly after and wound up in a mental hospital for a while and my parents filed for divorce roughly a year later, although there were other factors involved with that as well.

    As for me, I blocked out nearly every memory, developed severe anger management problems (I don't do that anymore) and have been in therapy ever since.

    Shit was SO not cash.

    I think I may have shared too much. icon_confused.gif


    Man... I am truly sorry for what happened, just hold on, and i wish you all the best...
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    May 01, 2011 6:49 PM GMT
    During my late teens my favorite Aunt became very depressed, she refused visits from me and the rest of the entire family, on a Monday in October of 71' she committed suicide by running her car until she died. My first cousin a girl of only 12 came home from school and found her mother slumped over in the car dead. My cousin must have gone into shock, because she dragged her mother into the house, and spent the rest of the week in the house alone, she didn't go to school, she didn't call her father who was away at the time either.

    I came to try again to try and see my aunt two days later on Wednesday, the house was completely closed up, all drapes pulled, and no-one answered the door, so I figured they were gone because they frequently traveled. The following Saturday, my Uncle returned to find his daughter in the house alone with my dead aunt, then came to our house with my cousin while officials were at their house taking my Aunt away and investigating the death.

    Mercifully my Cousin has no memory at all of that week spent with her mother dead on the floor. I visited her this past winter and she still has no recollection of anything that happened that week, she doesn't even remember finding her mother in the car dead. So its good that our systems shut down some memories, and its probably best left that way, its the body's way of coping.
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    May 01, 2011 9:01 PM GMT
    Yes it is amazing how we are able to store bad memories (or sad) in deep deep deep down storage dungeons in our minds.
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    May 01, 2011 9:17 PM GMT
    As horrific as your experiance was, I am relieved to hear that you and your daughter managed to get out safely. Material things can be replaced, people can't. My prayers and thoughts are with you and your family.