I posted on 2 threads, one about ambulances and on another that a post mentioned accidents.
I had to think where did these reactions to things like this come from in my life?
I sort of humorously had to think about my Mom taking me to see the "House of Usher" when I was
young and how bad it scared me, so maybe that is the ambulance thing, not really sure.
The accident cringing I do I know where it came from.
My Grandfather after my grandmother died moved up to Northern California and took a job as a caretaker
for a bird sanctuary on the Sacramento River, if I recall right. He was on an island, had to boat himself to
and from shore. There are several bridges in that area over canals and such.
It was on one of these that he had a heart attic, crashed through the barrier and into the canal nose first in his truck.
People stopped, took pictures, jammed up traffic and a bit later ONE man jumped in to see if Grandpa was alive.
The 1st responders were stuck in the jam.
It was such a horrid waiting period to finally know if he was dead before or after he went into the water. Knowing
30 or more people stopped, but only one tried to help. No one thought to move their car over for Emergency Vehicles
to get through.
I have never gotten over this I guess and I know that is why I will not gawk and stop at an accident if I arrive when others
are out there helping, just drive and make room for Emergency Vehicles to get in.
These things effect the family members of those in these events, so that is where I get this one from.
Do you have phobias or paranoias over certain things?
I had to think where did these reactions to things like this come from in my life?
I sort of humorously had to think about my Mom taking me to see the "House of Usher" when I was
young and how bad it scared me, so maybe that is the ambulance thing, not really sure.
The accident cringing I do I know where it came from.
My Grandfather after my grandmother died moved up to Northern California and took a job as a caretaker
for a bird sanctuary on the Sacramento River, if I recall right. He was on an island, had to boat himself to
and from shore. There are several bridges in that area over canals and such.
It was on one of these that he had a heart attic, crashed through the barrier and into the canal nose first in his truck.
People stopped, took pictures, jammed up traffic and a bit later ONE man jumped in to see if Grandpa was alive.
The 1st responders were stuck in the jam.
It was such a horrid waiting period to finally know if he was dead before or after he went into the water. Knowing
30 or more people stopped, but only one tried to help. No one thought to move their car over for Emergency Vehicles
to get through.
I have never gotten over this I guess and I know that is why I will not gawk and stop at an accident if I arrive when others
are out there helping, just drive and make room for Emergency Vehicles to get in.
These things effect the family members of those in these events, so that is where I get this one from.
Do you have phobias or paranoias over certain things?