Clothes cut off by paramedics
Posted: Mon May 18, 2026 1:22 am
I was riding my bicycle to work when I got clipped from behind by a car and went over the handle bars at high speed. At first, I was just happy to be alive. I tried to sit up but realized that I wasn't able to. I needed help. I stared up at sky while the woman who hit me hysterically called 911. She was the mother of a student who she was driving to school.
A police cruiser arrived first, one officers started directing traffic away from me, the other kneeled by my head and reassured me the ambulance was on the way. I could hear the sirens get closer, the ambulance pulled up next to me creating a barrier between me and the passing traffic, I was on the road in the right lane, a few feet from the sidewalk.
2 paramedics appeared over top of me. 1 female in her 30's and a male in his 40's. The female asked me my name, Mark, I said looking up at her.
"Mark, I'm Kim, this is Dave. Do you remember what happened?" She asked
"I got hit from behind and went over the handlebars" I answered.
"Where does it hurt?"
"My chest and abdomen, I can't sit up"
Kim grabbed her trauma shears, she cut my neck tie off first, then cut my white shirt right up the middle and peeled it open exposing my torso.
Dave, the male paramedic put a neck brace around my neck and Kim listened to my breathing with her stethoscope. "Deep breath for me Mark", she requested. I tried to take inhale deeply but it was hard to breathe.
Kim examined my chest and abdomen with her hands. It was painful, I moaned as she pressed down on my belly.
"Abdomen is tender" I heard her tell Dave. It kind of scared me to hear that.
Dave was getting heart monitors on my chest. Kim pulled off my shoes and socks. "can you wiggle your toes for me, Mark?"
I felt like I was wiggling the toes on both feet. But I was only wiggling them on the right.
"can you feel me touching your left foot Mark?" Kim asked.
I couldn't, "I don't think so" I answered. "Dave, can you get the spinal board?"
Kim started cutting up the legs of my pants to my hips. She cut up each leg and peeled the material away leaving me in just my white briefs.
She pressed on my hips... I screamed in pain
before I could catch my breath, I felt the metal of her trauma shears slip under my briefs. She cut my underwear on each side and peeled them off also.
My first instinct was to cover my penis with my hands.
"That's not important right now Mark" she said as I fought through the pain to hide my biggest insecurity.
“You cannot move Mark, I know this isn’t comfortable, we’re here to help you”.
I reluctantly allowed her to place my hands by my sides and continue to examine my injured pelvis. I have never felt so helpless in my life, it was so embarrassing to have a choice over anything that was happening to me.
It was painful as she performed the pelvic exam, “he’s got a lot of pelvic swelling, he could be bleeding internally as well” When I heard her say that I got really scared and knew I had to just let them help me.
I was completely naked except for a neck brace and an oxygen mask, with my cut clothes lying on the road beneath me. The paramedics carefully rolled me onto my side and slid a spinal board underneath me. As they turned me, I caught sight of the woman who had hit me and her daughter standing only a few feet away, watching the rescue alongside several bystanders. In that moment, I realized everyone could fully see my penis. The paramedics secured me to the spinal board with straps and lifted me onto a gurney with wheels and wheeled me into the back of the ambulance. My head was taped down flat to the spinal board but I could see the bystanders out of the corners of my eyes.
Everyone at the scene saw me and my shrivelled up penis get loaded into the back of the ambulance. I'm grateful that I got help and I'm happy to say that I'm recovered physically but I don't think I'll ever recover from the embarrassment.
A police cruiser arrived first, one officers started directing traffic away from me, the other kneeled by my head and reassured me the ambulance was on the way. I could hear the sirens get closer, the ambulance pulled up next to me creating a barrier between me and the passing traffic, I was on the road in the right lane, a few feet from the sidewalk.
2 paramedics appeared over top of me. 1 female in her 30's and a male in his 40's. The female asked me my name, Mark, I said looking up at her.
"Mark, I'm Kim, this is Dave. Do you remember what happened?" She asked
"I got hit from behind and went over the handlebars" I answered.
"Where does it hurt?"
"My chest and abdomen, I can't sit up"
Kim grabbed her trauma shears, she cut my neck tie off first, then cut my white shirt right up the middle and peeled it open exposing my torso.
Dave, the male paramedic put a neck brace around my neck and Kim listened to my breathing with her stethoscope. "Deep breath for me Mark", she requested. I tried to take inhale deeply but it was hard to breathe.
Kim examined my chest and abdomen with her hands. It was painful, I moaned as she pressed down on my belly.
"Abdomen is tender" I heard her tell Dave. It kind of scared me to hear that.
Dave was getting heart monitors on my chest. Kim pulled off my shoes and socks. "can you wiggle your toes for me, Mark?"
I felt like I was wiggling the toes on both feet. But I was only wiggling them on the right.
"can you feel me touching your left foot Mark?" Kim asked.
I couldn't, "I don't think so" I answered. "Dave, can you get the spinal board?"
Kim started cutting up the legs of my pants to my hips. She cut up each leg and peeled the material away leaving me in just my white briefs.
She pressed on my hips... I screamed in pain
before I could catch my breath, I felt the metal of her trauma shears slip under my briefs. She cut my underwear on each side and peeled them off also.
My first instinct was to cover my penis with my hands.
"That's not important right now Mark" she said as I fought through the pain to hide my biggest insecurity.
“You cannot move Mark, I know this isn’t comfortable, we’re here to help you”.
I reluctantly allowed her to place my hands by my sides and continue to examine my injured pelvis. I have never felt so helpless in my life, it was so embarrassing to have a choice over anything that was happening to me.
It was painful as she performed the pelvic exam, “he’s got a lot of pelvic swelling, he could be bleeding internally as well” When I heard her say that I got really scared and knew I had to just let them help me.
I was completely naked except for a neck brace and an oxygen mask, with my cut clothes lying on the road beneath me. The paramedics carefully rolled me onto my side and slid a spinal board underneath me. As they turned me, I caught sight of the woman who had hit me and her daughter standing only a few feet away, watching the rescue alongside several bystanders. In that moment, I realized everyone could fully see my penis. The paramedics secured me to the spinal board with straps and lifted me onto a gurney with wheels and wheeled me into the back of the ambulance. My head was taped down flat to the spinal board but I could see the bystanders out of the corners of my eyes.
Everyone at the scene saw me and my shrivelled up penis get loaded into the back of the ambulance. I'm grateful that I got help and I'm happy to say that I'm recovered physically but I don't think I'll ever recover from the embarrassment.