no sooner did i post the last blog, my phone rang and my brother screams that he and mom were in a bad wreck. i couldn’t breathe. he screamed mom is hurt meet us at the hospital.
i have never been more terrified than i was during the never ending drive to the hospital just 12 or so miles from home.
i got there to see her on the stretcher in a neck brace, clothes cut up, shattered nails, and bruises beginning to swell. nothing broken and no internal bleeding. she starts physical therapy tomorrow.
tad escaped with a few bumps and bruises - extremely lucky for not wearing a seat belt.
both are ok- dora the exploder is totaled and missing a wheel.
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