I was in a coma after a car crash at 18. Nearly 20 years later, I tracked down the stranger who saved my life.
Briefly

A witness to a serious car accident decades earlier was identified when a police report was found. The witness described how he noticed the accident after looking in his rearview mirror. He stopped to help and called for assistance. The victim learned about the severe injuries sustained during the accident, including a duodenum tear requiring multiple surgeries. Years later, the two met, reflecting on the life-changing event and the unexpected connection they shared, emphasizing the impact of the witness’s timely intervention.
I had never read it, so I was surprised to see that the report named a witness. Although I had not seen him since that day, I knew exactly who the man was.
There was a tear in my duodenum, and my stomach acids dissolved the stitches, so the doctors put me into a drug-induced coma while they went back in every day to repair the damage stitch by stitch.
Twenty years later, my savior was still driving the same route to work every morning because he has an office nearby. He has a family, too, and I asked if he ever told them about what happened that day.
I could have passed any of them on the street and never known them, and I could have passed him on the street and never known him.
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