I don't think I can ever enjoy snow again.(Pictures-not for the faint of heart)
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Saturday March 26th my husband drove out to my parents house. Earlier in the week we noticed that we had some snowy weather in the forecast. We had plans to go and I didn't want to break them since I hadn't been able to see them since Christmas. While we were at lunch the snow was really coming down. After finishing lunch we dropped them off but then decided to leave so that it wouldn't take us 3 hours to drive home. The fastest way home is through some backroads. Not too bad if you drive them carefully. I gave Bryan the keys and we left.
About halfway home apparently someone was tailgating us.(I didn't know this until after the fact) We got to a bit of a curve in the road and that was it... we started to slip. And we were going about 45-50 miles an hour. It all happened so fast. He tried not to hit a mailbox so we went a bit off to the right. Luckily we were just on our way into a field... this won't be so bad. There were about 3 or 4 hard bumps and jerks and all of a sudden the windshield is broken and we are upside down.
Bryan already undid his seatbelt while I was sitting there nearly having a panic attack.
I've never been in an accident before. I start to panic even more because I can't get my seatbelt off. I had to put my feet on the windshield to push myself back and Bryan helped me undo it. Only a moment later he was out of the car and telling me what to do... pull the leaver to push your seat back.... crawl to the backdoor... give me your hand.
We both got out just fine and I called 911. I talked with the cops when they got there and after getting what we could out of the car the firefighters took us to the nearest station so that we didn't have to stand in the cold.
I know it's only been less than a week... but I'm still shaky. What if he hadn't been wearing his seatbelt. What if that field wasn't a field and it was actually a drop off (like other parts of that road are) We normally take our dog to my parents... what if he was in the car? What if I would have said to my brother... Hey... come on out with us for the rest of the weekend?
I'm glad that the worst thing that happend in that accident was the explorer. We found out yesterday that it was totaled out.
In the past week, between the accident, work craziness, and absolutely HAVING to learn how to drive a stick shift(I don't know why this has frightened me so much, but it has) I have felt like I needed to puke 24/7. Constant butterflies in your stomach are awful. But I'm trying not to let everything get to me... because I'm alive... and so are those I love.
I'm so thankful for everything I have.