And by
my Bu, I don't mean
my Bu... more like the family's Bu, but I drove it... lots. Oh and by Bu, I mean our ex Malibu.
What happened to her you ask? Well let me tell you... most likely in the not-so short-story of. Here goes.
So on Saturday night, January 21st I'm driving to babysit for a family at my church. I'm on South Jackson road and had just passed Flavor Fruit Farm, where I worked in the fall. I honestly don't even remember driving on South Jackson. I remember being on US 12 and hanging up the phone with Evan. I was eating an apple and driving with my other hand. It hadn't appeared to really have been snowing much that day, so I wasn't too worried (or too cautious like it turns out I should have been) about the roads. I hit curve #1 on my trip on South Jackson and was just fine but remember realizing that the roads were a bit worse than I had thought they would be. I hit curve #2 and that's where the problem started. I was coming out of that curve and sort of hitting a third curve when I began to fishtail, which of course freaked me out. On one side of the road I have a lake and on the other, a downhill ditch into a pretty tree-ed up area. I was headed for the lake, so most likely tried to turn away from that... (going to be honest here, I don't remember much of what happened after I started fishtailing.) All of a sudden here I am headed down into the ditch on the right side of the road... toward manyyy trees.
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Taken the day after... here's the path I sort of took (also the wreckers tire tracks too I believe) |
I actually just found out today that I side swiped (or side-ran-into) a pretty big tree, and took some bark off it, and a pretty big chunk out of the front of the passenger side of the vehicle. After hitting that, I think I next took down a road sign and completely snapped that right off it's base. My stopping point came when I ran into a smaller tree.
As I'm going down into the ditch I was truly thinking, "well... this is it..." Very scary thought to have cross your mind... let.me.tell.you. After I came to a stop, I realized, "hey... I'm still here..." I saw that both airbags had deployed, which I really don't remember. The smoke from the deployment (or maybe it was a gas...not sure) made me think that the car was on fire. I remember opening the door as quick as I could so that I wouldn't catch on fire or breathe in too much smoke. Opening the door I fell out into the brush covered snow. After a minute I realized there was indeed no fire... so that was a relief at least. Shock had definitely kicked in though. A super friendly man stopped right away (he hadn't actually observed the accident though). He offered to stay until my dad, who I was on the phone with, arrived, but I let him know that I'd be fine. Throughout the next hour and a half I was there, SO many people slowed down or stopped to check on me/us... it was unbelievable. Called my dad, the family I was supposed to babysit for, which of course I didn't, and Evan... and probably scared them a lot more than need be due to my tears and shock.
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This is what you would have seen road side. |
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THIS is what you would have seen if you had walked to the front of the car.
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My dad finally arrived, as he was the only one home. He did make sure to give me a hug and let me know he was thankful I was okay... but then proceeded to check out the damage, which was pretty, PRETTY bad. Not much talking happened after that... He just got into deal-with-accident mode. He called a wrecker to tow it out... I called 911, for the first time ever I do believe, to report the accident and have a officer come to deal with traffic... dad called the insurance, etc. So thankful he was there to help me with everything. I was able to snap a couple pictures on my phone before it go too dark, not that the pictures really do the accident or damage justice in my opinion. I wasn't able to get a picture of the Bu after it was pulled out of the ditch... that's when I was truly able to see just how much damage had been done to the front of the car. As long as this post is, I'm still leaving out many details. A couple things I was thankful for, other than that my life had obviously been spared!... at the last minute at home I had ran back inside and changed out of my slippers into my boots... those definitely came in handy. Also, this past week I had thrown gloves into my purse, also super handy since it was about 14 degrees out, and we were there from 5:30-7ish. What a crazy, crazy night! My apple ended being up on the dash when I got back in the car to get my stuff out. My water cup had spilled all over, as well as my purse that had been sitting in the passenger seat. From the airbag deployment, I did begin to realize the right side of my chest and arm were a little sore, but that soreness was SO minor compared to what I've heard airbags have done to some people. I have one tiny little bruise on my inner right arm... walking away from the accident with just that bruise, I just couldn't believe how lucky, or should I say BLESSED I was! God was so good to me and I know he was watching out for me on that slippy road.
When the police officer came back with my license and such that he had used to report the accident with, he said, "it's been a rough month on the road for you huh?"... It indeed has been. A couple of weeks ago I got a speeding ticket from the Hillsdale County Police as well. A little embarrassing to admit the ticket AND the wreck to you all, but, it happened. Thankfully, the police did not give me a ticket for my accident, which hadn't even occurred to me was a possibility at all. That was a huge relief. We are thinking that the insurance will most likely total the Bu. We should be finding this out soon, as the wrecker will be taking the Bu into Art Moehn tomorrow. (Monday)
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Day 2. Everything that could have been hit, but WASN'T! (in-ground phone box, two bigger trees on either side, or the even bigger, BIGGER tree I side-"swiped" that can't be seen in this pic | |
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As you can see, car in-between the two bigger trees |
Today, on the way home from the grandparents house, dad and I stopped to pick up all the "debris" from the accident... more like HUGE chunks! I couldn't believe how much of the Bu was scattered throughout the woods.
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Filled two garage bags, plus parts outside the bags full of debris. |
This whole experience has been beyond humbling for me... realizing how many people care for me and love me so much... and realizing just how much God loves me as well. So, SO humbling. From here, our biggest prayer concern centers around what will happen in terms of the Bu, but even more, how is the fam going to survive without a third car for the time being. This being my second week of work and first week of classes... not the ideal time to be without a car. Our mini van is drivable for me, but the stick that the boys drive around... have yet to learn stick. We are putting this situation into God's hands now and trusting everything will work out just fine. I'm alive and well and loved by so many people and couldn't be more thankful for my family, friends, and God as I write this today.