Losing Control of My Car and My Life

In all my decades of driving, I've never had anything but a minor fender bender just minutes from my house--until last weekend when I apparently skidded off rainy I75 near Flint, Michigan, onto a grassy median and blacked out.



At least that's what I think happened. All I can remember was that one minute I was driving along and the rain had just started up and it was foggy. Then I woke up in the wide grassy median, confused. The side air bags were deployed, and I couldn't figure out at first w...