Emergencies happen anywhere, anytime, and sometimes medical professionals find themselves in situations where they are the only ones who can help. Is There a Doctor in the House? is a Medscape series telling these stories.
It seemed like a typical kind of day. I was out the door by 6:00 AM, heading into work for a shift on I-35 West, my daily commute. It was still dark out. A little bit colder that morning, but nothing us Texans aren't used to.
I was cruising down the tollway, which is separated from the main highway by a barrier. That stretch has a slight hill and turns to the left. You can't see anything beyond the hill when you're at the bottom.
As I made my way up, I spotted brake lights about 400 yards ahead. I eased on my brake, and next thing I knew, I was sliding.
I realized, I'm on black ice.
I was driving a 2011 Toyota FJ Cruiser and I had it all beefed up ― lift tires, winch bumpers front and back. I had never had any sort of issue like that.
My ABS brakes kicked in. I slowed, but not fast enough. I saw a wall of crashed cars in front of me.
