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whew. it's been a long effing weekend.
yesterday i was going to go to david's hockey game in huntsville. he was driving with his sister and her boyfriend in the backseat and me in the front.
we're on 65 heading north when a truck a few cars in front of us merges over. the car in front of us completely stops, david slams on the brakes. we rear end the car (we were going 70). so my seat goes forward and twists and i get stuck in the seatbelt and i can't get out and the seatbelt cuts into my chest and waist making me bleed, david's airbag goes off and he hits his head real hard, his sister slams into the headrest and bites a hole in the inside of her mouth and breaks her wrist, and her boyfriend slams the headrest as well but bites a hole through his lip. david gets out (he's the only one not hurt too bad) and helps everyone get out and lie down while someone calls the paramedics. they get here and keep asking me a million questions a million times, and i'm crying, and michael's blood got all over me. david and i share an ambulance to children's because we're minors, but his sister and her boyfriend go to university because they're 21. i had to wear a neck brace the whole way over there and when i got there they wouldn't take it off. i had to lie on a hard board for a long time and it hurt. they said my lower back got pretty messed up, and the seatbelt cut could have damaged my organs it dug in so deep. david just got examined and they let him go because he was fine except for a bump on his head (airbags work wonders). his sister had to get stitches in her mouth and, obviously, treatment of her wrist. her boyfriend had to get stitches on his lip. so right now david, his sister, and her boyfriend are at home resting. we went to see the car yesterday after they let us leave the hospital (it was at a place called pro-tow in bessemer, i believe) and it is completely totaled. there's blood all over the backseat. i took pictures on the digital camera, and the seat i was in is twisted around, it's so scary. it could have been a lot worse though. david came to my house afterwards and apologized so much... and he brought me food and flowers. then he called me at midnight and was crying and crying (and he never cries) and saying how he would never drive again and he's so sorry and he loves me so much and he feels so guilty and it's all his fault and he's so grateful for me and his sister and her boyfriend and doesn't know what he'd have done if he'd lost any of us. my sister gave him a ride home from our house and she said he apologized profusely to her as well. honestly, i think he might be the worst hurt out of all of us. guilt stays with david for a long time, he's terrible at forgiving himself. no one blames him for their injuries, he just blames himself. i took so many pictures. me in my neck brace, me in my neck brace with david holding my hand, and a few pictures of the car.
sorry for dumping all of that on anyone who's reading this
i needed to get it out.
sarah told me i needed to let people know, and i figured this was the easiest way.
yesterday i was going to go to david's hockey game in huntsville. he was driving with his sister and her boyfriend in the backseat and me in the front.
we're on 65 heading north when a truck a few cars in front of us merges over. the car in front of us completely stops, david slams on the brakes. we rear end the car (we were going 70). so my seat goes forward and twists and i get stuck in the seatbelt and i can't get out and the seatbelt cuts into my chest and waist making me bleed, david's airbag goes off and he hits his head real hard, his sister slams into the headrest and bites a hole in the inside of her mouth and breaks her wrist, and her boyfriend slams the headrest as well but bites a hole through his lip. david gets out (he's the only one not hurt too bad) and helps everyone get out and lie down while someone calls the paramedics. they get here and keep asking me a million questions a million times, and i'm crying, and michael's blood got all over me. david and i share an ambulance to children's because we're minors, but his sister and her boyfriend go to university because they're 21. i had to wear a neck brace the whole way over there and when i got there they wouldn't take it off. i had to lie on a hard board for a long time and it hurt. they said my lower back got pretty messed up, and the seatbelt cut could have damaged my organs it dug in so deep. david just got examined and they let him go because he was fine except for a bump on his head (airbags work wonders). his sister had to get stitches in her mouth and, obviously, treatment of her wrist. her boyfriend had to get stitches on his lip. so right now david, his sister, and her boyfriend are at home resting. we went to see the car yesterday after they let us leave the hospital (it was at a place called pro-tow in bessemer, i believe) and it is completely totaled. there's blood all over the backseat. i took pictures on the digital camera, and the seat i was in is twisted around, it's so scary. it could have been a lot worse though. david came to my house afterwards and apologized so much... and he brought me food and flowers. then he called me at midnight and was crying and crying (and he never cries) and saying how he would never drive again and he's so sorry and he loves me so much and he feels so guilty and it's all his fault and he's so grateful for me and his sister and her boyfriend and doesn't know what he'd have done if he'd lost any of us. my sister gave him a ride home from our house and she said he apologized profusely to her as well. honestly, i think he might be the worst hurt out of all of us. guilt stays with david for a long time, he's terrible at forgiving himself. no one blames him for their injuries, he just blames himself. i took so many pictures. me in my neck brace, me in my neck brace with david holding my hand, and a few pictures of the car.
sorry for dumping all of that on anyone who's reading this
i needed to get it out.
sarah told me i needed to let people know, and i figured this was the easiest way.