Sometimes human beings become superhuman when their physiological potential is suddenly and strongly stimulated.
Share a story of my own.
I am a person with myopia of more than 500 degrees. It is difficult to take off my glasses in my daily life at home, and I cannot go out unless I wear glasses. This is the premise.
In the winter of 2015, I traveled to Northeast China with my mother. On the return trip, my aunt escorted us to the airport, and then we had a car accident on the airport expressway.
Our car was hit diagonally from behind by a taxi, overturned, slipped, and finally hit a telephone pole. The whole vehicle is scrapped.
The aunt suffered a serious brain injury and died on the spot. Mother had a comminuted fracture of her right thigh and an open fracture of her calf. The driver broke three tendons in his right hand. Only I am safe and sound.
It was the morning of the Spring Festival in Northeast China, and the temperature was over 30 degrees below zero. And I am a southerner. After my mother and I were dragged out of the car by emergency personnel, I took off the down jacket and placed it on the green belt full of snow, blood and glass slag, and let my mother lie on it. I just wore a sweater and returned my shoes**, but I didn’t feel cold at all.**
But the most terrible thing is not this.
The ambulance took us to the hospital. I didn’t have time to grieve, because as the only person who has the ability to move, I have too much to do. The hospital paid the money and the police made a transcript. My aunt’s body was to be pushed to the morgue. I needed to examine her body and collect all the remains. Then my mother took X-rays and urgently arranged surgery…
It wasn’t until my mother’s stretcher was pushed into the operating room that I had time to go to the toilet to wash the blood on my hands, face and body.
After I washed my hands, I looked up at myself in the mirror and found that it was a bit strange… **When did my glasses disappear? ?**
With myopia of 500 degrees, I didn’t have glasses for these two hours, but I didn’t feel that I couldn’t see clearly at all. I walked like flying in the hospital as if I had never been nearsighted. !
What’s more amazing is that the second I found out that I was not wearing glasses, I couldn’t see clearly again.
Later, I often think back, could it be that the surge of adrenaline (or some other hormone) temporarily cured my myopia in a short time?
Also, even though I was only fifteen years old, I didn’t really cry or panic after the incident. I was very clear in my mind. I could even describe it as calm in my heart, which is to do what I should do quickly.
(Since that experience, watching TV shows someone crying and crying after encountering a disaster, I think it’s very fake. People’s reaction is definitely not like that when they really encounter things.)
Until…. My uncle came to the hospital. The moment I saw him, my whole body seemed to collapse. I couldn’t cry and my legs became soft…
What is terrible is not only the car accident, the death of a loved one, but also this terrifying experience— the weird but scary experience.