Oregon Department of Transportation

My eyes are still swollen because I’ve been crying all morning.
Let me back this bad boy up.
I leave for work freakishly early – around 5:15 a.m. It’s been getting darker and darker. This morning the rain was especially torrential. And that means that the Terwilliger Curves are super nasty.
One little hydroplane and that’s about it.
Anyway, so being stranded in the non-​shoulder shoulder with cars honking, I’m shaking and scared.
«9−1−1, are you okay?»
Within five minutes, bright flashing lights are coming toward me.
My savior.
I have no idea what his name was, but he wore an ODOT reflective vest. He calmed me down, checked out my car, and slowly helped me get to a real and safe shoulder on the other side of the freeway. I was still jarred driving home, but I owe my continued safety to the really kind guy at ODOT.