Getting hit by a truck: Gratitude in the face of adversity

“Hey are you ok?”  I heard as I came to, hand numb from lying in the snow.   A slightly familiar face,  the guy who hit me, faded in, his voice slowly muted by the nearing ambulance sirens.  “I got hit by a truck!” I thought as a wave of nausea gripped me and I swallowed it down before taking inventory of my body.
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