Cars and a novel

You'd think with how exciting my life gets that I would post more often. But alas I am lazy. That's really what it boils down too. Or maybe I'm just so busy that I don't have time to post hummmm? Well either way I don't post often enough.

But that's not what this post is about today. I've got some pictures so we'll start with those.........Ok so maybe no pictures today. Blogger.com is being dumb. But I'll try to upload some at another time.

So what's so exciting that I had to take pictures of it so everyone could fully comprehend the crazyness of what has happened to me?

Well I was in a car accident.

I'M ALL RIGHT!! In case you were wondering and please don't freak out. I'm am perfectly ok. My car isn't and after this is all over the other guys insurance primiums won't be ok either. He has a lot to answer for.

Luckily for me there were already police on the scene who saw everything.

What happened?

Well I was driving home from on the freeway on Saturday morning. It's about a thirty minute drive. I had just left my girlfriends home for a Friday Night Girls Night with my Hollaback Girls. Yes that's what I call them. They are some of the coolest people ever. We are very nerdy and it makes for a wonderful time.

So anyway back to the car crash. I was driving home and about 9:30 am I come across another accident that had already taken place on the freeway. Everyone was slowing down moving into the left lane of the freeway. Trying their best to avoid hitting each other but oh so trying hard to see EVERYTHING that was going on at the side of the rode.

Only problem is, the guy behind was the only one NOT trying to slow down. I see this and try to get out of his way but I didn't move fast enough and he hit my bumper on the drivers side. I spun around and was facing the opposite direction sliding into the median. The median is basically two car lanes wide of grassy, desert sort of land. So luck would have it that I landed in mostly soft dirt. And the luck wouldn't end there but my car did do one thing I didn't think it could do.

It rolled.

Twice.

I landed on my wheels by no engineering of my own. I sat there for a few minutes trying to figure out what had happened. I actually feared that I had gone as far as to the other side of the freeway with on coming traffic. I had braced myself for a few more hits but when none came I knew that I was still in the median. I couldn't tell because there was so much dirt on my car and in puffy clouds around me that I couldn't see anything.

Because of the other accident there were already policemen, firemen, and paramedics on the scene. The firemen arrived first and asked if I was ok and if I hurt anywhere. My back was killing me. It actually had been bothering me for a few days and I had every intention of going to a chiropractor that very day. Oh well, looks like that's not happening.

The firemen upon hearing my back was hurting would not let me move. My airbags did not deploy and the firemen warned me to keep my hands away from the front of my body. I guess they could go off at any moment and my hands would hit my body at a harmful speed. (What good are these things again?)

The firmen put a neck brace on me and lifted me out of my car (through my door mind you, no jaws of life needed here) and strapped me to a stretcher. I was handed over to my very own paramedics and they took me to St. Lukes Hospital where I stayed for two more hours waiting for them to tell me my back was not broken or fractored.

All the while I was trying to call my folks but gave it up when no one answered and when I realized I wouldn't know what to tell them anyway. I didn't know where I was going and when you called your parents after you've been in an accident you don't just tell them without giving them something to do. Sitting and waiting is not a parent thing to do, they need something to do. If I didn't have a place for them to go I wouldn't know what they could do to keep themselves from panicing.

So when I got into the ambulance I was informed of where I was going and called my lil' brother. He got a hold of my parents. My bro got there first and eventually I saw my mom. Dad and my nephew showed up later.

I got x-rays and a CAT-scan done. When they determined that all was well they realesed me.

I am going to a doctor today though just in case. A back doctor one of those that can really tell me what's going on. Or at least point me in the right direction.

On the plus side I changed my major. I'm back to english with a emphasis in writing. And ever since then the stories have been rolling into my brain. I already have an idea for a novel. I'm excited. :)