You dimly hear a blaring siren and you vaguely remember a car plowing into you at an intersection. It was a drunk driver. Attendants are staring down at you. You want to ask them something but you can't. You are strapped down to a gurney and have a tube stuck down your throat.
If you have one of our wallet cards like this, it would do the talking for you. Those attendants (or the police) will have already found it and your personal emergency information will be available to the hospital upon your arrival. |
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