To make a long story short, I just thought I would let you know that the first time I was in an actual emergency, I forgot what number it was to call 911. Before you judge me for this, realize that I WASN'T thinking... "oh what's the number for 911?" But I was thinking more along the lines of... "What is that number that you call for emergencies?"
You also have to understand what I had JUST seen. I had seen one of my friends just start flipping and flopping down the incline. He literally looked like a rag doll. When I was hurrying down to get to him, I literally thought "he could be dead."
I was SO thankful to see him move.
Once I got to him, the fear of him dying returned... He was so bruised, scratched, and he kept moaning, and he could hardly move.
The next time I go up the incline, I will make sure none of my friends will run down, or do anything remotely dumb on it.