2000lux
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Tonight on the way home I happened on a hit and run. I think it had JUST happened. The guy's right leg was twisted all wrong, and there was a stream of blood headed from his head to the curb. There was blood in his nose and mouth. I asked him if he was ok but he just wheezed. The lady who had been in the car in front of me was calling for an ambulance when a guy who happened to be an EMT who lived a couple of houses down came running out and yelled that he had already called it in. I knew I was risking a law suit, but I've had a few rides to the hospital in ambulances my self, so I offered to help.
The EMT gave me a mask & bag thingy to help the guy breathe. He was all ready breathing sporadically, so rather than smother him with it, gave him little blasts when he tried to inhale, just trying to give him more air. The EMT cut off his clothes and I realized that his right leg was practically twisted off at the shin. You could see the bone and every thing. Yuck.
Finally the cops, fire department, and an ambulance showed up and I was able to back off. I was just outside my apartment so after I parked I called one of my supervisors (there's no one on the desk after 11) to tell him what happened as I headed up the stairs. I said the guy didn't look good (we don't usually run accidents unless some one dies), but I didn't feel right shooting it since I was involved in helping him. I knew I should though. He said just go ahead and shoot it. I grabbed my camera, went out side, shot the ambulance pulling away, and the scene.
This job is starting to get through my thick skin. Last month it was a fire that the brother of some one I knew died in. Then tonight having to shoot a tragic scene that I'd helped in.
I think after I have my mental break down, I'll open an ice cream shop...
The EMT gave me a mask & bag thingy to help the guy breathe. He was all ready breathing sporadically, so rather than smother him with it, gave him little blasts when he tried to inhale, just trying to give him more air. The EMT cut off his clothes and I realized that his right leg was practically twisted off at the shin. You could see the bone and every thing. Yuck.
Finally the cops, fire department, and an ambulance showed up and I was able to back off. I was just outside my apartment so after I parked I called one of my supervisors (there's no one on the desk after 11) to tell him what happened as I headed up the stairs. I said the guy didn't look good (we don't usually run accidents unless some one dies), but I didn't feel right shooting it since I was involved in helping him. I knew I should though. He said just go ahead and shoot it. I grabbed my camera, went out side, shot the ambulance pulling away, and the scene.
This job is starting to get through my thick skin. Last month it was a fire that the brother of some one I knew died in. Then tonight having to shoot a tragic scene that I'd helped in.
I think after I have my mental break down, I'll open an ice cream shop...