I was trying to figure out what to do next. Placement was bad, there are a series of on ramps and interchanges within a rather short distance. I thought i might try to coast off down the Niagara Falls Blvd exit, but thought it might not be best choice if i drifted i'd go down an incline and attempts to coast around the corner and get into the parking lot at Bob Evans might not work. Never mind if the light might be red when i hit bottom. So I kept going. Then there's an overpass bridge over the Blvd, with no shoulder. I thought it best to not risk that. I don't remember much beyond coming to a dead stop a bit after that. Whatever my exact thought processes were, they are lost to a November morning.
I was dead in the middle of the slow lane of I-190 northbound 6 AM on a thursday morning. I made sure the hazards were on and scrambled for my phone. I placed a call to 911 and waited for someone to rescue me. I stayed in the car, as far as i recall i had nowhere safe to go. The next thing I remember i was in a hospital in California after getting sick while working as an extra on a TV show. Yeah i know, i wish i knew what they were giving me at ECMC too. More on that later.
