It was late and the boys were finally ready to have a good time. Johnathon and Francis traveled to Ohio and stayed with Mark for a vacation for a guy’s weekend. They bought food, ordered a sports event on pay-per-view and planned on staying in until they heard there was a party was happening that night. They went to the party and had a fantastic time. While at the party, Mark saw the host’s outside area. He had a really cool pool but what really caught Mark’s eye was the huge hot tub that was next to the pool. It was the greatest thing Mark had seen. He walked over to the host of the party and asked about where he purchased his hot tub. After their talk Mark was excited because he now knew where to buy the hot tub and it was really affordable.
The party was over and the boys were at a restaurant. They had a few hours before the sports event started on pay-per-view. Mark told his buddies about the hot tub and explained that since they were only up in Ohio for the weekend they should get the best experience possible. Johnathon and Francis thought it was a great idea as well so after dinner they went to the hot tub shop that the host of the party suggested.
At the shop, there were hundreds of hot tubs. It was crazy how many different hot tubs there were. Different brands, different varieties and different features. Francis, Mark and Johnathon had never been in a hot tub before so of course they were excited. The hot tub dealer came out from his office. He was kind-hearted and nice. Mark and Francis were set to buy one of the dealer selected hot tubs, but Johnathon’s attention was elsewhere. He had caught the attention of a golden hot tub that glowed a light green when filled with water. It was as if the hot tub was speaking to Johnathon. He told Mark and Francis to come look and they were hooked as well. They couldn’t stop looking at it. They all agreed to buy the hot tub. It was sent over to Mark’s apartment and installed outside of their patio. They watched the sports event while they relaxed in their new hot tub.
It had been a very long night at work. All I wanted to do was grab a sandwich before heading home to finish my mid-term paper. However, I didn’t get a sandwich that night nor did I finish my paper. In fact, I would never finish that paper.
I was heading down a major cross-town intersection when I saw a brief flash of red on my right periphery. The noise was deadening as my car was hit violently on the passenger-side door, spinning me across the median and into oncoming traffic. My car was hit at high impact four more times before my little Nova came to a halt in the middle of the intersection.
I remember screaming at my girlfriend “Are you ok?” and feeling the wash of relief when she confirmed she was. All I remember after that was looking down and seeing my own blood.
I was only 18 when the accident happened. A teen from a local small town had made the fateful decision to get high that night and climb behind the wheel of a vehicle. The driver ran the red light at the intersection plowing into my car directly on the passenger side and pushing me into oncoming traffic.
I woke up in the hospital, grateful to be alive, but pretty torn up. My girlfriend and I had been extracted from the vehicle with the “jaws of life” and we had been rushed to the emergency room. I was terrified! I had never had so much as a ticket and not my car was totaled. I had no idea what to do.
Luckily, my girlfriend’s dad called the Modesto Personal Injury Attorney who came and visited me in the hospital to help sort through the next steps in the process. My girlfriend suffered a broken wrist. I had a broken ankle, extreme bruising on my chest, a side flank laceration and a serious neck injury. The lawyer was my guardian angel. She helped me through the paperwork and reassured me that everything was going to be OK.
I had to drop out of college that semester, but with the excellent medical care I was able to get from the insurance company, I was able to return to school the following semester. My girlfriend was off work for two weeks and it took me 7 weeks to return to work.
My lawyer not only helped me fight for my rights but also provided guidance, support, and a friendly ear. I could not be more grateful for that phone call.