Remember this? Clint and I were so happy with our purchase. Well. . . . . . . . . . .
It is now this.
Don't worry, we are all okay.
Here's how it all went down.
I was on my way home from picking up Corgin from Grandma Kristi's. We were almost home and heading through a intersection that used to be a four way stop, but recently (like within 2 days) has had stoplights put up. I was heading straight through the intersection. As I got there I noticed a car on the intersecting road and was about to stop out of habit but then remembered the new stoplights. My light was green so I resumed through the intersection. Halfway through, I realized that the car didn't stop and I swerved to avoid being hit, but still was. The car hit the passenger side of my car and we spun around (almost a 360) and then tipped over onto the driver's side. That's right, our world was sideways. Corgin was asleep so the jolt and the noise woke him up. I told him everything would be okay. He probably wondered why he saw pavement out the window instead of the sky. I tried to get my seatbelt undone so that I could get back to him, but I couldn't get it. That was the worst feeling as he had his hands outstretched and was calling, "mommy, mommy" and I couldn't get to him to comfort him. There was a house on the corner and the people there heard the wreck and came out to help. The man climbed through the back of the Nitro, seen as how the other doors were out of commission, and got Corgin out. Then he asked if I was okay and I told him that I was, but that the seatbelt was tight and I was pregnant. He climbed back in and was able to get my seatbelt undone so I was able to get out. He and his teenage daughter brought us out some blankets and tried to get ahold of Clint. He was out on a run and the Federal Rail Administration prohibits cell phones while on duty for safety reasons, so I didn't get to talk to him until later when his train arrived in Green River (he still isn't home). The police and EMTs arrived and made sure everything was okay. My car was towed away. Corgin kept saying, "Nitro broken, Nitro bonk bonk." I think he may have had a little attachment to the car. Anyway, the ambulance brought us home and we are doing good. I'm a little sore, which is to be expected, but Corgin and the baby are doing well. It's just another stress, so prayers are always welcome.
