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My buddy had the rare mechanical AD with a Smith & Wesson Model 659, the day after I took and passed the National Registry for EMT in the Special Operations Combat Medic Course.
He was in the 18B course, and I was in SFMS. Ha ha!
He was my former Recon Team Leader from Fort Lewis. I had PCS’d to Bragg before him, and he came later for 18B.
Anyway, I was just sitting there at his house watching TV, when
BAM!
I felt muzzle blast in my direction, ears ringing, then he looked at me and asked, “Are you hit?"
I looked down at my pants and saw holes lined up exactly at the Right lateral side of my Right knee, and a corresponding hole in my left leg, just below the knee. I checked the medial side of my right knee, and also saw a hole. Then checked the lateral side of my left leg, and also saw a hole. All were perfectly aligned with each other.
I immediately went into denial, because I never felt it hit me. “Nah, this can’t be right."
Meanwhile the shag carpet looked like a Godfather execution scene, with blood forming its own little flood into the shag fibers as if there was no shag.
He had scissors on the top of his TV for some reason, so I said, “Hand me the scissors and call 911."
I immediately cut and exposed each bullet hole as we had trained daily at SOMTB, and there were 4 drinking fountain-like heavy veinous blood faucets pouring out onto the floor like a cartoon. I was thinking, “Man, this is not cool, but I can bleed like this for about 4 hours, so I’m good. Womack Army Medical Center and Cape Fear Regional are both only about 5-8 minutes away."
His brother was asleep in the other room and rushed in, wiping the sleep from his eyes after having heard the commotion. He lost it mentally at the site, whereas my buddy and I were totally calm, cool-headed, and collected handling the bleeding control. We had to calm his brother down. It was kinda funny.
EMS took me to Womack, and one of my other buddies from the course (a Navy Corpsman assigned to Force Recon) was doing his final hospital rotations in the ER there. When the doors to the ER broke open from my gurney hitting them, he was the first face I saw, which helped. He knew the ER Doc (former 18D who went medical officer route), the orthopedic people, and briefed me on everyone personally, telling me they were actually squared away, so I was in good hands.
Injuries were:
Cracked lateral epicondyle of the R femur, not displaced
Thru-and-thru GSW R knee
Thru-and-thru left leg
Clipped the nerve that innervates my left big toe for extension, but I still had flexion (could push down, but not pull it up)
Fragmented my left fibula, taking a semicircular bite out of it
They put me under, debrided the wounds, put me in recovery, then sent me back with my buddy to be taken care of. Took me 6 months of physical therapy to recover. I was back on jump status and doing regular PT after the 6 months, and had a really great recovery. I just did what the Physical Therapists told me to, as well as some of my SFMS instructors who had experience with injuries like that. One of them was Frank Antenori, who was one of the exceptional instructors there.
We didn’t know about the S&W 659, but found out it was recalled. The de-cocking mechanism was known for not de-cocking the hammer, then leaving it cocked and held by some mechanical function known only to God. The hammer could then just drop whenever it felt like it or the weapon was slightly bumped.
I checked it out myself when I got out of the hospital, and sure enough, it would just drop with a light tap of the slide. Always keep a firearm pointed in safe direction.