Fun times.
Yes, I am alive. I don't have any brain damage. I had a huge lump on my forehead that is starting to finally go down. There is nasty glue stuck to my hair where they glued my head back together. I have horrible pain in my neck and lower back. I have a stupid scratch/rash thing from the seatbelt and a bruise where the lap part of my seat belt was. My foot is bruised on the bottom from climbing up a hill and stepping on stuff with no shoe on. My arm is sore from a tetnus shot. I think that's about it.
Okay, so Sar and I left for ABQ Saturday around 4:45. Totally excited and looking forward to Thrice. Hell yeah.
Everything seemed to be going well...Nan had left us both messages that advised us that it was, "cold and windy," up in ABQ. I was making pretty good time. I made it to T or C in under an hour. Things were looking okay...it was kinda dark and cloudy ahead, but I figured it was a rainstorm and I could handle that. We got about 10 miles before the San Antonio exit when things started to look really bad. It was lighting ahead of us and it looked like there was snow on the mountains on the west side of us. Sar and I were talking about that when I noticed that the cars about 3/4 of a mile in front on me started to suddenly break. Knowing that there must be a reason for it, I took off the cruise control. All of a sudden we came over a hill and there was white stuff all over the road. I started to brake and change lanes just in case there wasn't enough time for me to stop without hitting the cars in front of me. As soon as I changed lanes, we must've hit a patch of this white stuff (later determined to be hail), and the car spun out of control. I freak out. I didn't know what to do. I kept trying to remember what I had been told on how to get a car back under control, but none of it was registering. I just wanted to stop. We spun around backwards and went backwards down a 40-50ft drop. I'm pretty sure we flipped, although I'm not sure how many times. I just remember wishing that we would stop. When we finally stopped, we just sat there for a minute. We were both alive.
I knew we needed to get out of the car. I knew that nobody had seen us go over the cliff. I couldn't help but thinking that it was going to blow up. I grabbed my white sweater from the backseat to stop the blood that was pouring down my face and tried to look for my cell phone. I couldn't find it, but Sarah had hers. I tried to open my door, but I was blocked somehow. Sarah could open hers so we went out her way....I couldn't find my shoe, but at this point, I just wanted to get out of the damn car.
I hauled ass up the side of the embankment. Sarah was right behind me calling 911. Poor Sar lost her glasses in the crash, so she couldn't see a thing. It was probably a really good thing because I had blood all over me. All over my face, arms, and legs. We were able to flag some help down. What a sight to see, huh?...two girls freaking out, one covered in blood, the other not able to see. We must've been looked out for because there was an ambulance on it's way to another accident, but since there weren't any injuries at that accident, it was able to come help us out. The EMT guys were really nice...they got the bleeding from my head under control and put us both in neck braces. Good times.
The hospital ride to Socorro seemed to take forever. I so wanted to fall asleep, but they kept talking to me; I assume in case I had a concussion or whatever. We got to the hospital and had all the necessary precautions taken...x-rays, shots, tests, etc. The sheriff's deputy came asked me what had happened and told me that he would probably just give me a written warning. Gee, thanks. He also told me that if we had landed 10 more feet to the left (or right, I can't remember), that we would've hit a concrete slab and wouldn't have made it.
I was so thankful when my grandparents showed up. I don't think I've ever been that happy to see anyone in my life. We were released from the hospital about 2 1/2 hours after we got there. I think we were both totally emotionally and physically drained. We then had to go get stuff from the car...namely Sarah's glasses. She was blind the whole time! It was pouring rain and our grandpa got about 90% of our stuff from the car...we had a lot of stuff. We "don't travel lightly." CDs, receipts, school books, pay stubs...tons of stuff was in my car.
It was probably 10 by the time we were able to leave Socorro. Our parents met us in ABQ and I think we all got to bed around 3am (new time).
We went to get all the rest of the stuff from the car yesterday (Monday). I didn't even recognize my car. The whole windshield was spiderwebbed and bashed in. The passenger side tires are blown, along with the back passenger window that was blown out. It is completely totalled. Once I figure out how, I'll post pictures of it. I honestly don't know how we survived the accident.
As sappy as it sounds, God really was watching out for us.
Okay, so Sar and I left for ABQ Saturday around 4:45. Totally excited and looking forward to Thrice. Hell yeah.
Everything seemed to be going well...Nan had left us both messages that advised us that it was, "cold and windy," up in ABQ. I was making pretty good time. I made it to T or C in under an hour. Things were looking okay...it was kinda dark and cloudy ahead, but I figured it was a rainstorm and I could handle that. We got about 10 miles before the San Antonio exit when things started to look really bad. It was lighting ahead of us and it looked like there was snow on the mountains on the west side of us. Sar and I were talking about that when I noticed that the cars about 3/4 of a mile in front on me started to suddenly break. Knowing that there must be a reason for it, I took off the cruise control. All of a sudden we came over a hill and there was white stuff all over the road. I started to brake and change lanes just in case there wasn't enough time for me to stop without hitting the cars in front of me. As soon as I changed lanes, we must've hit a patch of this white stuff (later determined to be hail), and the car spun out of control. I freak out. I didn't know what to do. I kept trying to remember what I had been told on how to get a car back under control, but none of it was registering. I just wanted to stop. We spun around backwards and went backwards down a 40-50ft drop. I'm pretty sure we flipped, although I'm not sure how many times. I just remember wishing that we would stop. When we finally stopped, we just sat there for a minute. We were both alive.
I knew we needed to get out of the car. I knew that nobody had seen us go over the cliff. I couldn't help but thinking that it was going to blow up. I grabbed my white sweater from the backseat to stop the blood that was pouring down my face and tried to look for my cell phone. I couldn't find it, but Sarah had hers. I tried to open my door, but I was blocked somehow. Sarah could open hers so we went out her way....I couldn't find my shoe, but at this point, I just wanted to get out of the damn car.
I hauled ass up the side of the embankment. Sarah was right behind me calling 911. Poor Sar lost her glasses in the crash, so she couldn't see a thing. It was probably a really good thing because I had blood all over me. All over my face, arms, and legs. We were able to flag some help down. What a sight to see, huh?...two girls freaking out, one covered in blood, the other not able to see. We must've been looked out for because there was an ambulance on it's way to another accident, but since there weren't any injuries at that accident, it was able to come help us out. The EMT guys were really nice...they got the bleeding from my head under control and put us both in neck braces. Good times.
The hospital ride to Socorro seemed to take forever. I so wanted to fall asleep, but they kept talking to me; I assume in case I had a concussion or whatever. We got to the hospital and had all the necessary precautions taken...x-rays, shots, tests, etc. The sheriff's deputy came asked me what had happened and told me that he would probably just give me a written warning. Gee, thanks. He also told me that if we had landed 10 more feet to the left (or right, I can't remember), that we would've hit a concrete slab and wouldn't have made it.
I was so thankful when my grandparents showed up. I don't think I've ever been that happy to see anyone in my life. We were released from the hospital about 2 1/2 hours after we got there. I think we were both totally emotionally and physically drained. We then had to go get stuff from the car...namely Sarah's glasses. She was blind the whole time! It was pouring rain and our grandpa got about 90% of our stuff from the car...we had a lot of stuff. We "don't travel lightly." CDs, receipts, school books, pay stubs...tons of stuff was in my car.
It was probably 10 by the time we were able to leave Socorro. Our parents met us in ABQ and I think we all got to bed around 3am (new time).
We went to get all the rest of the stuff from the car yesterday (Monday). I didn't even recognize my car. The whole windshield was spiderwebbed and bashed in. The passenger side tires are blown, along with the back passenger window that was blown out. It is completely totalled. Once I figure out how, I'll post pictures of it. I honestly don't know how we survived the accident.
As sappy as it sounds, God really was watching out for us.