RIP Honda CRV

October 19, 2015

RIP Honda CRV

Friday the 9th of October -- decided to go out together to run some errands. I dropped Jesse off at one store while I ran across the street to a different store. Jesse called me saying he was ready, so I finished at the check-out line at TJ Maxx, and headed back to him. Quite unfortunately, the right lane was backed up, someone made a gap for this guy to drive through, but he didn't see me in the left lane and I ended up t-boning his car. It happened so fast and scared me so bad! He shot out of no where, but luckily I was able to brake a little bit before colliding. We drove across the street to a parking lot and I got out of the car, so frazzled, calling Jesse telling him to run to where we were. Luckily he showed up fast because I was so shocked and couldn't talk. The poor guy in the other car had some... social issues...and was so nervous too. He kept putting his hands on his head, saying "Oh nooo, oh no" especially after seeing that I was pregnant. I sat in the car shaking, worried sick about baby girl, while Jesse called the police and figured out all the insurance stuff. Or lack there of, I guess, because the guy was uninsured. The policeman was very nice and had the ambulance called because he wanted to make sure I was okay before we left for the hospital to check on baby girl. I said so may prayers along the way. I didn't hit the steering wheel or anything, so that was good. I just felt cramping in my stomach, and was mostly just shook up mentally. After being looked over and figuring everything out with the other guy, we drove our leaky car to the hospital. I was put on the monitor and the sound of baby's heartbeat was like heaven! We had never been so happy to hear such a good sound. She started wiggling around and I knew she was okay. Because it was a MVA, I had to be monitored for a full four hours. So, I hung out at the hospital watching Say Yes To The Dress and House Hunters while Jess ran home to shower, eat, and grab my phone charger. We spent the last hour together and then my doc showed up and said everything looked good. I had some contractions here and there, which was fun to see on the monitor. Anyway, so we made it home around 9pm and just relaxed the rest of the night, I was pretty sore. That night we obviously said so many "thank you" prayers. We were so grateful myself or baby wasn't injured, because I totally could have been. I honestly laid in bed for a little bit and just cried. I cried out of fear thinking about all that could have happened but didn't, I cried out of gratitude that our sweet girl was okay. I cried out of sadness thinking about the other guy, he felt so bad and it made me sad for him. We made sure to text him and tell that both the baby and I were fine. It's crazy to think that if Jesse would have called just a minute sooner, or there would have been one more person ahead of me checking out at the store, or if I would have gone a different way, that none of this would have happened. It's crazy. But nonetheless, it did, and not having a car for a week sure was inconvenient, and totalling your car never is a fun adventure, but it happened. Luckily, Jesse's dad and Steph are letting us borrow his grandma's car until we buy a new one. And luckily, the insurance people have been great and is working out fine. And most of all, we are happy me and baby are healthy and okay.

The next day, I found out on facebook that this girl from Orem was in a terrible accident and was in the hospital in a coma. My accident felt so small and meaningless after reading about her story. I prayed for her and her family. I am so grateful that I was watched over and protected that day.