Thanks for the support.
I know, through my father, the damage that can be done by any (if not repeated) exposure to this sort of event if not dealt with.
As my dad was an old school copper, there was no debriefing, no counseling. End of shift drinks, lots of missed family events and what is now recognised as PTSD.
While it wouldn't have been of any use, upgraded my first aid kits on bike and in car. We traded in my old car with Sandra's new car the week before, unfortunately I forgot to grab out my well designed kit so basically had nothing in the car at the time. And the first CFS responder (in his work car) just wandered around carrying a fire extinguisher despite my repeated requests for him to grab his first aid kit.
I thought I'd got the majority of the ghosts out on the Meningie RTE, but they resurfaced the night after and then on the way to work was confronted with a risky overtake heading straight for me. After the head on previously, I was shot for the rest of the day. But some of my amazing work colleagues who I trusted in telling opened up having had similar experiences. Just goes to show that so many of us have trauma in our lives that we keep to ourselves (as i have with other matters), but if we share, then so many others can empathise due to a shared experience.