Accident concequences

[zdcol71]

Hi, guys... haven't been on for a while, been layed up in a hospital bed for the last couple of weeks and I thought I would share a few thoughts that have come to me whilst being idle.
They have a car bent of sorts, as the reason I am in hospital is vaugley related to a car crash many many years ago.
I have related the story on here before so won't go through all the detail, just to say that way back in 1973 I was a passenger with my dad,his best mate, and my sister, coming home one night from a football match in Dads pride and joy,2 tone VIP Regal Safari wagon,...short story, we were collected by a drunk driver who hit us head on after loosing control after fleeing the scene of a previous accident with a bloke and his pillion on a motor bike.This guy had been drinking all day with his mate (also in the car with him) celebrating his 21st.
8 people so far directly involved in this train of events, ...
Transpires that nearly 40 years later I'm lying in a hospitle bed because the scar tissue that was left when they cut me open to relieve the internal bleeding,(that actually saw me at one stage, clinically dead on the operating table) has actually cospired over the years to generate a massive disslogement of my internals that almost led me to end up, once again ,dead on an operating table. (That may have been a little dramatic but I was told I had been in a fairly precarious situation. Dad came up to visit tonight (he's now well into his 70s,still going like a train) and he says to me we should get hold of Ted xxxxxxxx, the guy driving the other car(yep, he still knows his name and every other detail about him), and find out wether he is still having any affects so many years on.
We also talked about Dads best mate, who he has seen all of twice since the accident,a promosing young chemist who worked at a refinery, but subsequently (after being in a coma for 6 months), lost his wife and two young kids to a divorce, and became a total social hermit.
My sister has moved on, but for all these years, since leaving her teens as a pretty young girl with a massive scar across her forehead, and numerous broken bones in her back, I'm sure she has probably never reached what she may have once dreamt of.
I never knew what happened to the guy and girl on the motorbike, though they too were hospitalised, maybe they never gave it another thought, maybe the are dealing with their own outcomes somewhere.
Ted xxxxx and his mate, once they were sentenced to do 3 months weekend detention ,well I never gave them much thought since, but I'm sure curious now to know how they both ended up. Did they learn anything from the experience, was it a lucky get off for them, are they dead, or are they maybe sitting around with their kids/grandkids, like I am now, trying to explain to them or trying to figure out with them how a brief act of madness involving cars, booze,disrespect, arrogange...whatever the ingredients...can have such far reaching effects on so many people.
No one actually died in this instance, but I'm thinking I'm rather luckier that an operation 40 years later is the reason all these thoughts and memories have been bought up, and not that I have been living with it all these years because someone we knew or loved has not been with us all those years.
Stay safe on the road guys, talk soon.