Monica Padman

The asphalt was burning me.

It was so hot.

It was a 90 degree day that someone from the hotel actually ran to get a towel to put underneath me.

And mind you, all I was wearing was a little black one piece bathing suit with these men's size 12 Crocs laying in the middle of A1A.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

It turned out that I was hit by a minivan that was in the further lane that did not stop for pedestrians in the crosswalk.

And the van ended up being an Uber that was actually driving around other spring breakers.

So this caused so much commotion.

You know, there's 30 of my closest friends on the beach that everyone's obviously being nosy, like, what the heck's going on?

They knew I went to go pee, but didn't think they're going to see me laying in the middle of the road.

So my college roommate, Hannah, ended up seeing that with me and she came sprinting over.

Okay.

Again, I'm the only sober one.

So that sobered her up really, really quick.

As I'm getting on the stretcher, going into the ambulance, she's like yelling at the paramedics, please let me in.

They're like, ma'am, you're in a bikini.

You cannot come in here like that.

So she literally grabbed anyone's clothes.

I don't even know what she was wearing.

I think she was wearing a Hawaiian shirt and some random shoes.