Craziest Weekend- II (08-06)

My last blog I wrote I expressed and explained how my Saturday went and what we were dealing with.  Sunday on the other hand was somewhat a better exprience, but this one we are blessed that no one got hurt.  I left the hospital Saturday after dealing with a suspect on PCP at 0800hrs (am).  I came back to work that night at 2200hrs (10pm), but it was under the impression that I was coming in late because of the time I left that previous morning.  I didn’t know that it was expected of me to come in late that night, but I came in on my scheduled shift time and got to work.

The night pretty much went well besides having service calls all night long.  It wasn’t that busy, but I did have time to eat a meal from Taco Bell and complete my supplement report from the previous night at the hospital.  Come to find out that my narrative didn’t need to be written, but that decision to have my narrative erased was my squad sergeant’s choice.  I didn’t agree with it, but I do have a copy of the report so if it comes back in question later I have it.

So I was getting off work that Sunday morning at around 0745hrs., and heading up the road.  I crossed underneath a train track bridge and saw up ahead a white van at a corner.  I got closer and saw another drive stopped by to check or help on this vehicle.  As I got closer I noticed it was a white van that skidded out of control and landed into a traffic light pole, crashing through a guardrail and that parts of the van were scattered all of the parking lot of a building that was adjacent.  I attempted to released the driver from the vehicle and so did the good samaritan, but we were unable to do so.  A few moments later another fellow officer who was also leaving to go home came up on scene.  He is also a volunteer fire fighter and had the tools to break the glass so the driver could get out.  By this time our units and the county police arrived on scene to take care of the accident. 

When the driver got out of the vehicle we noticed that his shoes were off, he was in some type of maintenance uniform, and slurred speech as to say he was under the influence of alcohol.  I couldn’t really smell it on his breath, but just him talking to the police and getting all up in their face led me to that conclusion.  Not to mention he was driving the vehicle with no license except a international driving permit with no Jamaican driver’s license.  Things didn’t look good for this guy at all and I forgot to mention that the air bag, if there was one, didn’t deploy at all.  For all we know he could have suffered a head injury and that could have been why his speech was so slurred and his statements were no making sense.

He kept changing his mind back and forth of going to the hospital until finally the ambulance crew had enough and transported him to the hospital.  The accident was handled by the county police even though our agency could have taken the report as well.  I stayed until the driver was in the ambulance being transported to the hospital.  The driver did also hit the pole so hard that one of the traffic lights got turned facing downward toward the ground.  So it looked weird seeing one traffic light facing the traffic and the other one facing the ground, but both still worked. 

After that I got in my personal vehicle and left to come home to my wife and explain to her what happened.  All I could say to myself was that this weekend was a crazy one.  I can only imagine what kind of day it was when Barrack Obama comes to town.