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4/9/11

There’s nothing funny or quirky about this story I simply need to write it for the sake of catharsis.

I woke up feeling pretty good. I had a good night, and when i woke up I had this renewed kind of optimism. I was really excited to start my day. I woke up early got a lot done and left to go to my sisters house that’s about 35 minutes away. I drove north on 95 and about half way there is it when it happened. The pick up truck about 4 car lengths in front of me had its bed full of crap. As we went down the bridge that crosses over the new river some 3 foot wide chunk of something flew up out of the truck and straight for my windshield, I swerved but there was another one. I swerved again. It was too much too fast. I saw the wall coming. I closed my eyes and held my breath. I hit the 5 foot concrete wall at about 65 mph. I kept my eyes closed and felt the impact. I hit so hard the rear end of my car raised off the ground and I did a complete 180 mid air. The car stopped I opened my eyes. There was thick grey smoke all around I took a deep breath seeing the smoke come out of my lungs my back hurt something was wrong. I didn’t know what to do. I was so scared to move I was facing east on north bound lanes of a major high way. I braced myself as I thought the oncoming traffic would certainly hit my passenger side. No one did. I still didn’t move. I grabbed my phone. Do I call 911? Surely someone already was. The man driving the pick up pulled over and ran to my car he pulled me out before I could think. I sat on the highway trying to figure out what had happened. I didn’t know what to be horrified about first, that my car was totaled, something was broken in my back or that I almost died, if one thing had been different I surely would have. 10 feet back and I would have gone over the bridge and into the river. Any more pressure on my breaks and I would have flipped a few hours earlier or later and It would have happened in the middle of rush hour traffic. Life is a very funny thing

In all I’m okay, had a minor fracture to my vertebrae. No one else was involved or hurt, and insurance should cover everything.

This is just not my week. This was the reason I’ve had to go to the ER three times in the last 3 days.

I just can’t help but feeling traumatized but I guess that’s normal. Be safe. Enjoy life. Don’t take things for granted. And wear your fucking seat belt.

Filed under car accident seat belt true story SCARY FUCKING SHIT

  1. little-bombardier said: So glad you’re okay! I gate cars/driving for this exact reason. You deserve to take it easy. Treat yourself to something extra nice. :)
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