Thursday morning Emma and
I dropped Austin off at preschool and were headed to the store. I was driving
down Erskine street going about 45mph. The next thing I knew a car pulled out
right in front of me. I hit my brakes and tried to turn but there really wasn't
time. I hit him hard. We crossed the street and ended up on the shoulder of the
other side. All I remember is seeing him coming and then the impact- the noise,
the jolt and the me half screaming, half sobbing the entire time. It seemed
like it took forever for us to stop. At the same time it happened so fast.
I didn't realize until we
stopped that the airbag deployed. I sat there crying smelling the smoke from
the airbag. It took me a minute to process what happened and realize Emma
was in the car. I looked back at Emma and thank goodness she
was completely fine (rear facing carseat for the win!!). She started crying a
little when she saw me crying. There was a man walking his dog that saw the
accident and called 911. He asked if we were ok and I said I was fine. I seemed
uninjured. The man had to open my door for me. It was jammed shut. I
immediately tried to call Jake. I tried 6 times with no answer.I finally sent
him a text and he called me right back (his phone showed no missed calls.)
A fire truck arrived, an
ambulance and two police cars as well. I told them I was fine and Emma was
fine. Jake arrived shortly after and I'm sure it was scary to see. After a
while of talking to the police and my adrenaline died down I realized my hand
was hurting. I told the paramedics and they had me come in the ambulance to
take my vitals. I declined a ride in the ambulance to the ER. My hand hurt but
it didn't seem like enough to be broken. The other driver was uninjured and his
car (honda Fit) didn't seem as smashed as mine.
When we were done talking
to the police we loaded up all our belongings from the van and put it in Jake's
car. We took Emma to a friend's house and asked her to pick Austin after
preschool then headed to an urgent care to get my hand looked at. The first one
we went to said they didn't see car accident victims and there was only one
that did. We wented up at Minor Emergency Center where we waited an hour and a
half to be seen.
The doctor ordered x-rays
and sure enough I had a broken bone- the 5th metacarpal in my right hand. The
doctor splinted my hand and told me a radiologist had to confirm the break. Now
that it has been confirmed I'm waiting to get into an orthopedic surgeon to
have it casted. Apparently there is only one place in Lubbock that will deal
with car accidents. We are also waiting for our car insurance to get us a
rental car and any information really.
Here you can see my
awesome bruise and the seat belt burn near my neck. Despite all the challenges
I have felt so blessed. I've been overwhelmed with the love and service we've
been given. We received 5 meals in 4 days, cookies, and bread. So many people
have watched my kids, given us rides, and called or texted to see how they can
help. It has brought me to tears. I feel Heavenly Father's loves as well
through the service we received.
