More Blessings

Sorry to have not finished my story but my mother had surgery and I had to be gone to take care of her last week.

When the police officer called the tow truck driver he asked him to take me home. The driver was more than happy to do so, I was not that far from my home when the woman bashed her car into me. He loaded up the car and I climbed into this huge tow truck, I could barely get in. By this time I was beginning to feel some really bad pain in my lower legs and feet and my right side sorta. I knew I had to go to the emergency room as soon as I got to Britt.

As we pulled up in front of my house, Britt came outside, she way crying so hard. She was so worried about me, and when she saw the car she really lost it. I lost it too. Knowing that we have no other car and that we really had no one close to drive us anywhere, the feeling of total dismay and hopelessness filled both of our hearts. What were we gonna do? The police officer told me not to worry, the woman's insurance would have to get us a rental car and Britt could get to work. But that feeling was there, we had worked so hard to pull ourselves back up after I got sick and finally were doing ok, and now this. I know that God commands us not to be afraid that He is always with us. At times like these I tend to forget that briefly. Britt was so upset that is hurt me to see her cry so hysterically, so I cried even more. She was worried about me so we went to the emergency room right then. I was feeling more and more pain. I couldn't walk so they got a wheelchair for me. They checked me all over, x-rays, cat scans and all. It seemed I was in the room for days waiting for the doctor to come in and let me go home. I was in so much pain by this time that I was really crying and getting very upset. It was all hitting me, being hurt, no car and not knowing what we were going to do about Britt getting to work. I think I crashed because I really cried hard. One of those uncontrollable crying fits that I would never let Britt see, I was doing it right in front of her. I had never broken down like that before in front of her. But she was there to comfort me. When the doctor finally came in after an eternity, he told me I had to stay the night due to a liver laceration. All I wanted to do was to go home and get in my bed, so I was even more upset. Go figure, something just had to be wrong. I finally got into the room. It was beautiful for a hospital room. It even had a sort of living room for family members in it. The baby was there too, she could not understand why nay nay could not hold her and play with her and that hurt my feelings. She was crying for me to hold her, plus she was worn out from being at the hospital all day, it was about 9pm, we got there about noon. As I finally accepted the fact that I had to stay over nite and started to relax and doz off, the surgeon came in. He told me that the laceration was not real bad and if I promised to stay in bed the next few days and not do anything, he would let me go home. I was so excited. We packed all up and headed home.

I stayed in bed for about 7 days, I had to, I couldn't walk. My feet were terribly swollen along with my knees and legs. I could make it to the bathroom, thank God, I don't do bedpans well at all.

Blessings

I am so blessed. One day, and what a beautiful day it was. The sun was shining and I was actually just leaving Walmart. I was even able to buy myself alittle something that I normally couldn't afford to buy. Yes I truly am blessed. I got a call from my doctor as I was driving along enjoying the day so I stopped at a store so I could talk with him. He gave me the news of my recent lung x-ray. Negative. I was so thrilled, as I have worked around asbestos and I do smoke. I am blessed. So as I am smiling so big I get back into my little Toyota Corolla and putt on down the road. I am almost home and the light turns red, I come to a complete stop, I take a sip of my drink and suddenly I feel a huge bang and feel just pain soaring from my feet to my head, wow, what happen!! I sorta get to my senses a little and look around. My airbags are out, my windshield is cracked, my stereo is out of the dash, all the stuff I just bought was crushed and crumbled. What the heck happened, I still wasn't too sure. A lady comes rushing to my car screaming "are you ok?" I slowly realize somebody has smashed into my car, our ONLY car. My heart starts to break because I know it is bad. I see the front end is totally smashed, and just by the feeling of pain flowing through my whole body, I know the back is crushed up worse even. God why, our only car. Brittney has no way to work, the whole while this woman is yelling don't move help is on the way. I gotta find my phone, I gotta call my daughter, I need to hear her voice, I want to see her now. I start to cry, I find the phone, I cannot let her know how much pain I am in she will be so scared, she answers, I can barely talk, I try so hard to not just cry out to her. I am ok Brittney, I have been in a car accident. The car is totaled. She just screams out, "mom are you ok?" Brittney I am, calm down, I have to go, the people are at the car, I have to go, I need to see what happened.

I try to open my door, there is smoke all around, I have no idea where it is coming from, all I know is I feel like I have to get out. The woman is still here by me asking are you ok, don't move. I push on the door, it is jammed, so I push harder and tell the woman I must get out, I see smoke. She reassures me it is just coming from the two airbags in my car that deployed as my car smashed into the one in front of me. Then I hear this other woman yelling " I don't know what happened, I am disabled. I didn't see her stop. She just suddenly stopped. I am disable, I have a bad shoulder, and &*&*&*&*&, I just didn't listen to the rest of her problems, I was thinking I just had this serious neck surgery, and my very worst fear has happened. I am praying that this metal rod and screws and metal plates are all still in place. I don't feel the pain there, but I do in my feet and legs really bad, I can barely stand. The very kind woman that first came to me was telling me to go to the hospital that I was hit very hard. I told her I thought I was fine just my feet and legs hurt and I thought I was just fine. The man in front of me was in some pain in his neck. He was an older man, and his neck seemed to be hurting him. The medics were there, they all came running over to me, the woman who helped me was yelling she could be hurt bad. They gave me a quick check and I told them I just wanted to go home and see my daughter and granddaughter, but I would go to the hospital later. They then went to check on the man.

The police officer was very kind. The shock of seeing my car totaled was almost too much for me to comprehend, our lives were ruined. Britt had no way to work, we would not survive. What was I gonna do? The police officer reassured me that the woman who hit me was at fault without any doubt and he told me I could get a rental car and her insurance would have to pay for it. That settled me some. I just wanted to get home to my daughter, I needed her. I had no one to call. No one. But Brittney called Jason and he came. He was very upset too and told me that Brittney had the baby and was walking to me where the wreck happened. I just told him to go get her because she had the baby, he was in his work truck so we could not all fit in there. The tow truck driver was there getting my car so the police officer ask him to carry me home, we had no one else to call.

I am gonna stop here, I will be back to tell you how much I am truly blessed.