Close call
Mar. 8th, 2005 10:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lunabee34Well, ladies and gentlemen. I have had a completely traumatic morning. I was taking my daughter to daycare, when a huge truck rear-ended us as we were about to pull into to the daycare.
Everybody's okay but I have never been so afraid in my life
These two teenaged girls were on their way to highschool, and they weren't paying attention to what they were doing. I signalled I was turning way in advance, and had come to a stop waiting for a car in the oncoming lane of traffic to pass me so I could turn into the daycare parking lot. I was at a complete stop and then the truck slammed into the back of the car.
My daughter started screaming; I was so afraid she was hurt. So I jump out of the car hysterical, and I can't tell if she's okay, because how do you tell if a two-year old's okay? The ambulance came and checked her out and she was fine, and I was fine, and those two girls were fine.
But I can't stop shaking or feeling like crying. See, I was not wearing my seatbelt (my daughter of course was in her carseat like always, without fail). Like a dumbass. I KNOW better. I do. I don't know why I wasn't wearing it. As grad students we don't have health insurance, for chrissakes. We can't afford it. If I had been injured we'd be up shit creek. And something could have hurt my child. I cannot express the rage I feel at that. Or the overwhelming lack of control. You cannot stop other people from doing things. Urgh....
And the van is fucked; the back crumpled, the windows busted out, glass everywhere. If we had been in the car instead of the van, I think . . . I don't want to think about that.
Anyway, now I'll have to deal with all the claims crap. Of course, nothing can be done until the insurance speaks to the girl that hit me, and she did not call her parents after the accident. I think she's avoiding telling them as long as possible (ie until after school), and I really need a rental car. Sorry for all the ranting.
Everybody's okay but I have never been so afraid in my life
These two teenaged girls were on their way to highschool, and they weren't paying attention to what they were doing. I signalled I was turning way in advance, and had come to a stop waiting for a car in the oncoming lane of traffic to pass me so I could turn into the daycare parking lot. I was at a complete stop and then the truck slammed into the back of the car.
My daughter started screaming; I was so afraid she was hurt. So I jump out of the car hysterical, and I can't tell if she's okay, because how do you tell if a two-year old's okay? The ambulance came and checked her out and she was fine, and I was fine, and those two girls were fine.
But I can't stop shaking or feeling like crying. See, I was not wearing my seatbelt (my daughter of course was in her carseat like always, without fail). Like a dumbass. I KNOW better. I do. I don't know why I wasn't wearing it. As grad students we don't have health insurance, for chrissakes. We can't afford it. If I had been injured we'd be up shit creek. And something could have hurt my child. I cannot express the rage I feel at that. Or the overwhelming lack of control. You cannot stop other people from doing things. Urgh....
And the van is fucked; the back crumpled, the windows busted out, glass everywhere. If we had been in the car instead of the van, I think . . . I don't want to think about that.
Anyway, now I'll have to deal with all the claims crap. Of course, nothing can be done until the insurance speaks to the girl that hit me, and she did not call her parents after the accident. I think she's avoiding telling them as long as possible (ie until after school), and I really need a rental car. Sorry for all the ranting.
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Date: 2005-03-08 05:22 pm (UTC)Well, I called her insurance, so her daddy might get a call from the adjustor before he hears from her. ::smirk::
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Date: 2005-03-08 06:08 pm (UTC)