I Just Wrecked My Mom's Car...Bad
This is just a copy and paste of a post I just wrote on one of the message boards I belong to. I see no sense in retyping it, so here it is.
Thank God we all came out with minimal injury. I was pulling out on the fourlane on my way to school this morning, and I didn't see the other car until it was right on us. I don't remember anything after the headlights coming and my mom screaming. I guess my mind blocked the memories out. Apparently the entire driver's side door caved in on me, and there's barely any space between the door and the middle console now. If I had been any bigger of a person, I wouldn't be here right now. If I hadn't been wearing my seatbelt, I wouldn't be here right now. And I'm glad I'm short. I have to sit really close to the steering wheel, which my parents had always assumed would kill me if I was ever in a bad wreck. The opposite happened today. Sitting close to the steering wheel saved my life. If I had been sitting any further back in the car, I wouldn't be here right now.
My mom said the impact knocked me out, and I was delirious when I came to. Apparently I was screaming, crying, etc. I don't remember any of it. Not a bit. Mom said she moved me because I was panicking in the tight space. Dislocated my hip. The rescue team accidentally relocated it when they were feeling my back for inuries, so I don't even remember that pain. Thank God. The first thing I remember after seeing the car coming is 'coming to' and talking to the rescue team while wiping blood from my face with a kleenex that my mom aparrently gave me while I was freaking out earlier. They put me on a stretcher and took me to the hospital in a helicopter. I have never flown before. The ride was so fuzzy that I'll still feel like I've never flown before the first time I get on a plane. I just remember them asking me a lot of questions, and I was coherent enough to answer them.
They cut my clothes off of me. Including my purple corduroy jacket that is from the 70's and irreplaceable, my favorite pink and black plaid skirt, a new pair of jeans, a pink long-sleeved shirt that I recently bought and loved, and my favorite black and purple/pink Legolas tee that I got from Hot Topic last year. I probably won't be able to replace many of those things. But better them than me I suppose. They put more needles in me than I have ever seen in my life. I'm glad I was fuzzy. I would have freaked out had I completely understood what was going on. I hate needles. They did a lot of x-rays and all that jazz. I came home a few hours later with a couple cuts on my face from the glass and a sore hip from where it dislocated. I'm very lucky. If you had seen the car, you would realize what I mean when I say it was caved in. I'm lucky to be alive. Someone upstairs was watching out for me and my family. And I have thanked Him profusely ever since.
My mom is just sore from tensing up when the impact happened. She's fine otherwise. My brother hit his head on his backpack and went fuzzy as I did, and he'll probably have a black eye tomorrow. His stomach was cut by the seatbelt, and that was probably the worst damage done to him. He came home when I did. We're lucky we didn't have to stay at the hospital for more than a few hours. But now I will miss play practice tonight. And probably for a few weeks. I'll have to take exams because I'll be missing quite a few days of school. I can't walk without help because it hurts so much to put pressure on my left leg. I won't be going to the Mid-Winter Formal at my high school Saturday tonight. I just bought the ticket yesterday, and my mom was stitches away from finishing my beautiful dress that she worked so hard on. And that sucks. But even though all that is down the drain, I'm still thankful. Better to sit here and take exams at the end of the year then be dead. Thank you, God. Thank you.
EDIT: I just opened my lunch that I was taking to school so I could eat. My lunch box was dented. And my fruit dessert was made into peach/applesauce. I couldn't help but laugh. Don't think I'll be eating that. XD

4 Comments:
I'M SO GLAD YOU ARE OKAY!!! *hugs* Are you getting tired of these hugs yet? ^_^ Thank God you are alright. Take care and be careful. *hugs again* Call me anytime you need me. Love ya lots, twinnie.
Oh... wow... I am speechless.
I am SO glad that you are alright, and I hope you get to feeling better.
Wow.
Ack, it's even worse than I thought. Don't worry about the play, or school. I'll try and keep up with all of your homework for Accounting. If you want, I can go to all of your classes and see what homework you need to do. Mrs. Babb was very understanding. She said you can just check your worksheets and stuff whenever you come back. Can I have your locker combo? I need to get stuff out of there, and your workbook. I'll get them checked for the both of us.
I'm so glad you're okay. I knew it had to be serious. I was freaking out all day. That's why I called you from school. I'm just glad you're alive. I wish the wreck never happened, of course. But, it did, and nothing can change that. Your family is very lucky.
If I find the pink and black skirt, I'll give it to you. It's Courtney's, but she never wears it, and I can always get her another one. Remember, it's just like yours. :) Well, that's one replaced article of clothing, I guess.
Thank god you are okay.
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