couldawouldashoulda

Today was one of those days that I would like to have a do-over.  Seriously.   Gracie woke up early to get ready because it was picture re-take day.  ZJ came in ready to get ready for weird hair/clown day.  We did her hair as funky as could be and then some face make-up and off they went.  An hour later, Gracie called from school and said that she'd forgotten to return the pics that had already been taken and she needed them before they'd take the new ones, so they wouldn't take her picture.  I wasn't amused when went into her room and couldn't find them.  Let's just say that she spent more time getting gorgeous this morning than picking up her room.  Later I found out that face paint was not allowed, so ZJ had to wash her face off as soon as she got to school. (Which was fine because I didn't like the idea of her face having that on it all day long anyway, but she was disappointed.)

When Denise called, she said that she woke up with a sick feeling that something bad is going to happen.  We talked about how that feeling sometimes comes to pass and other times, it just goes away. A bit later, while I was getting ready, Doug called and said, "They're giving flu shots, if you can be here in 30 minutes."  In racing to get out the door, I completely spaced that my visiting teachers were coming in a few minutes.  Oops. (I love them and love their visits.  I just have a short memory!)  We visited for ten minutes or so and I explained that I had to run. Kelly called while I was driving, sobbingin pain.  She'd been sick all night long and couldn't keep the pain meds down.  (She had her "Re-enhancement surgery yesterday.)

As I left, I noticed that my truck battery sounded strange, but it's new. Go figure? I raced to get my flu shot, which hurt more than any flu shot I've ever had.  Everyone who was getting them agreed.  It was a bad one.  Walked outside to get in the truck.  It wouldn't start.  Send someone in for Doug and called Denise.  She came to give me a jump. Nada.  Starter motor issues.  Called the tow company.  Said goodbye to Doug and left the keys in the truck for them to tow it home.  Off to lunch with Denise.  We had a fun lunch at Firehouse, south of Logan, for the first time in almost a year.  Had a great visit with the owners, who are old friends of ours.  (Firehouse is the restaurant that Liza managed for five years and Buddy managed two of their others.)    During lunch, Denise and I talked several times about her "bad feeling".  I said, "Well, we've had enough problems already this morning, maybe we can call it good!" 

We had planned on going, to see Doug's mom in the hospital after lunch. (She had knee replacement on Tuesday.)  The traffic was a nightmare on Main Street in Logan. We were stopped at a traffic light when Denise screamed, "He's gonna hit us!!!"  As she screamed, I turned around to see what she was talking about and SLAM!!!  A pickup truck hauling a trailer slammed into us from behind. The guy hadn't even seen us until the last second.  He said that his brakes locked up and the brakes on the trailer failed.  He was going about 40mph. We were at a complete stopped. It hit hard!  It dented and curled the bumper under on Denise's big GMC pickup and made a torqued mess of the rear end out of the truck.  Denise's hitch went through his bumper.  The trucks were almost the same size.  Both of us were in pain immediately but not enough to need an ambulance. After the police were done, we came home and pulled our our heating pads until Doug came home.  Doug insisted that I go in and get checked, so he drove me to the ER where they did Xrays, gave me meds and sent me home. 

It could have been so much worse.  If either of the vehicles had have been in a car rather than the two big trucks, it would have been so much worse.  Fortunately for Denise and I, we'll have to deal with some aches and pains for a few days and hopefully, that will be it.  I'm sore and achey tonight, but the meds have taken the edge off of the pain.  Denise is in the same condition.  

Doug made a comment that hit me.  "A prayer could have prevented it."  Not understanding, I said, "You think that if we'd have said a prayer, we wouldn't have had the accident?" I was thinking that he's got a lot more faith than I do.  That would have never crossed my mind.  But, then he explained, just the time that it would have taken to say a prayer, we would have been a few seconds later and would have not been in that exact place at that exact time.  The prayer would have detained us enough to not be where we were when he hit us.  His point made sense...how fragile life is.  Every single decision that we make every single day really does impact our future.  So so true.  But, also, Doug was right on another level... when we have a concern, we should take the time to say a prayer.  I heart his wisdom.

I'm feeling so thankful tonight that things were not any worse.  I'm grateful for medicine and heating pads and good husbands and three day weekends.

In other news, Dad sounded better today.  He'll be in the hospital for a few more days, the doctors are telling him.  Thanks for the prayers in his behalf.

Sorry, no cookie recipe tonight.  But, life is good.  Enough said.

Comments

[Nicole]

So sorry to hear about this accident and praise the Lord you were in a big truck and not a small car, it would have been much worse. Doug is a very wise man, always go to the hospital after an accident and a prayer often prevents bad things to happen.

[Marilyn]

wow! I'm so glad things weren't worse (and yes, it WAS a bad day.) Hope you are recovering!

[Cindy Thomas]

Sophia, sorry about the accident! I am so glad that you and Denise are ok and nothing more than aches and bruises. It could have been so much worst but I believe that you were being looked out for...from above. Take care...you will more than likely be sore for a few more days and find places that you did not know were bruised...my hubby is an ER nurse and that happens a lot. Prayers for all of you!

[susan]

frightening blog entry, soph....wow. I believe in prayer and know Doug's comment but still am not sure that would have stopped the accident. some things happen and how we act is what happens often. PLUS...always go to the hospital after such an accident. You just never know. I would hate to have you off this earth prematurely ( at least by my selfish view) Love you

[Laura]

Oh my goodness, what a day! I am so thankful that you all are okay, and I know you have a new meaning for sore today. I admire your positive attitude in the midst of such a chaotic day. Sending healing prayers for Kelly.

[Pamela K.]

Big ((((HUGS))). So sorry that happened to you. :-( So glad that it was not worse, though. Take care of yourself! Sending up prayers for a super quick recovery for both you and Denise.