Victim of Worst Crash Ever Recorded Speaks Out

This is a guest post by the woman who survived –yes, unbelievably, she survived –the most horrific crash ever recorded. This crash occurred in Mauritius, a far-away little country that I never even heard of until I started investigating to find the woman involved, and the person who actually recorded this amazing video.

NOTE: I am still trying to contact the person who took this video. Please contact me through the “Join Our Co-op” page.

The story behind the incredible video is just as amazing, and even more inspirational. I was moved to tears. I have made a new friend  –something that doesn’t often happen as an “Investigative Blogger.” Thank you for posting this soul-bearing account of the events leading up to the crash, with the gruesome details of your recovery. You are a brave and beautiful young woman. Get well soon Angelique!

Here is the first post from my new friend, and our newest author at Bangari:

by Angelique Fyre

Angelique Fyre: Abortion survivor, SUV crash survivor

Angelique Fyre: Survivor of worst car crash ever recorded.

I was pretty intoxicated the day of my accident. Except for my first year of college, I’m a woman who very rarely drinks. I was surprised that the clinic where I scheduled an abortion that afternoon, was still willing to do the surgery, because I had already drank a couple shots before my appointment to calm my frazzled nerves.

Birth control failed me. I knew it right away, even before any symptoms, like morning sickness. I had some sort of intuition, so I wasn’t surprised when I saw the positive result of the store-bought pregnancy test. The timing could not have been worse. I wanted to focus on finishing my education, and becoming a school teacher. My boyfriend was actually thrilled about the news of my pregnancy. He can be sappy that way, and not very practical, and so…not very wealthy either.

I didn’t have the heart to tell him that I was seriously considering terminating, in spite of his encouraging attitude. His reaction actually made me doubt my decision, which for the most part, had already been made. “This is his baby too” I reminded myself. But then I realized that it is my body, so ultimately it is my decision. I wished that I had followed through sooner, but the pressure I felt from my boyfriend, not to mention from society in general, caused me to delay the abortion to the point where it would need to be done surgically.

I don’t know why, but it just seems more “cruel” to abort a baby at three months, after you have heard her heartbeat, rather than just taking care of it with a pill, a few days after accidental conception. But I waited. I struggled with my conscience for weeks. The morning of the accident, I finally made an appointment, thinking that I could just pull a no-show if for some reason I changed my mind and decided to carry this baby to term. I was surprised to find out they could see me that same afternoon at 4:30 PM. This was my first abortion, and I couldn’t believe how easy it was to arrange.

I am from Mauritius, where abortion is illegal under any circumstances, and needs to be carried out in clandestine clinics. However, the first friend I confided in about my problem, was able to give me a phone number. The clinic was in a special room at a private residence. The house was in an upper-class neighborhood, and the room where I had the surgery looked like it once functioned as an upstairs bedroom. Everything was very clean, sterile and professional looking. These were definitely nothing like the unsafe conditions that pro-abortion activists in Mauritius decry.

It was horrible. I sobbed through the whole procedure. I felt fine physically when it was over, but emotionally, I was a wreck. Little did I know at the time, what a “wreck” I was about to become! I sat in my truck in the parking lot of a liquor store, and drank two of those little bottles of vodka, the kind you get on airplanes, and cried some more. I think the alcohol, on top of the sedative the “wise-woman” gave me prior to the surgery  had not fully worn off. The tranquilizer, the alcohol, and my present emotional state, caused me to be in a lot less control of my vehicle than I thought I was. I turned onto the highway to head home…dreading the fact that I would have to break the news to my boyfriend, Lionel.

I did NOT attempt to kill myself! I saw comments on the Youtube video of my crash that morbidly suggested this, and it is simply not true. Killing yourself is not an option when faced with any kind of regret. I’ve always known and believed this. However, now I also know that killing your preborn baby isn’t any kind of a solution to a regrettable pregnancy. What a horrible way to learn such a lesson! I think it is going to take me longer to recover from my emotional damage from the abortion than the physical damage from the accident…which was extensive: broken hip, three broken ribs, double-compound fracture to my right arm, concussion and whiplash.

I was fully conscious through my entire flight. It was surreal. I could write a whole book just containing the thoughts and emotions that went through my head as I flipped through the air before I hit the ground and blacked out. It’s true how time slows down, and your life flashes before your eyes. However, it wasn’t just my past that I saw. I envisioned the future that “could have been” with astounding detail, and with full-blown emotion.

I saw myself laying by an ultrasound machine, as I heard my baby’s heartbeat for the first time. It sounded like a miracle. I saw my boyfriend’s face, tears of joy streaming down his cheeks as he cut the cord while he beamed with pride over our new-born baby girl. Then I saw myself teaching pre-primary school, and there in the front row was a dark-skinned, green-eyed sweetheart, with long, straight, jet-black hair that she got from her Daddy’s side of the family. That was our daughter. I saw her smile. It was beautiful, with one tooth missing. We named her Irene.

I want to express my most sincere gratitude to my doctors and nurses. You are taking excellent care of me. Thank you! I especially want to thank Julia, a very special Physical Therapist who is also a counselor with Project Rachel. Like me, she is coping with a regrettable abortion. She has taught me by using compassionate, gentle, loving words to describe her own terrible experience with abortion –that I will heal. I now know there is hope. And healing. And forgiveness. I will survive this abortion, like I survived this crash. To my baby girl, from the bottom of my heart: Mamma is very sorry 😥 …To my boyfriend: Will you please forgive me?

Worst Accident Ever Recorded

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Project Rachel
It is normal to grieve after an abortion. The loss of a pregnancy is sad and traumatic under any circumstances. However, there is hope.


3 responses to “Victim of Worst Crash Ever Recorded Speaks Out

  1. Pingback: Woman Thrown From SUV Crash Hoax | Bangari Content Gallery

  2. I am not sure what the story should tell. But it sounds like she tells us that she is to blame for the accident because of drinking alkohol and driving. Not sure how true the story is and why she’s telling so much about her live and so little about the accident. It doesn’t that both are linked.

    Youtube can tell you at least how the accident happened. A car pushed out of the traffic jam on the opposite lanes hitting her SUV which was pretty fast at that time. The SUV was send into the opposite lanes hitting a car and rolling ober, flattening another car and send her flying.

    It was one of those accidents “at the wrong place at the wrong time” because some idiots risked another life in traffic.

  3. EasyDaRon: I can’t thank you enough for this comment! First let me tell you that the video (which is no longer available) is a hoax and the story (I wrote) is fake. The video actually comes from a pornographic Website that makes CGI images of things much more grotesque than this. Most of their images are censored (rightly so) from being published on Facebook. However this one, though fake, was allowed and went viral. I attached a fictional story (with elements of truth, like placing the victim in a country where abortion really is illegal). It makes me sad to see how media, and the stories it spreads, both fictional and nonfictional, never seems to inspire any intelligent discussions. They are read, watched, shared, and not even thought about for more than 30 seconds. Everything is “infotainment” in this ADD / ADHD world. So again, thank you for the time you took to give something weird you saw online a good amount of thought. Beyond that, you took the time to share your thoughts and concerns about the dangers and injustice of reckless driving. By doing this, you are doing your part as a thinking, reasoning human being to improve the overall human condition. I thank you, and the world thanks you! I don’t know how old you are, or how intelligent you are, but it doesn’t matter. You engaged in life by way of a mass communication device, and caused your voice to be heard. You were a force of change for the better! This world need more people like you. Keep up the good work!!

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