[Forgive how this is written, I posted it on Myspace first and I don't want to re-write it a bunch of times.]
So, I had to work at 11am this morning. It was only for a few hours until I had to go to my doctor's appointment at 2. Went to the doctor, and decided afterwards that I'd hit burger king before circling back around and going home. I was driving down Warren Ave in Ellie, and I hit the crossroads at 16th. [Where there are two left-turn lanes coming out right by OC, and it turns left to go out over Warren Bridge] Looks like this: =||
I was crusin' along at 35mph through the intersection on MY GREEN LIGHT, when this crazy guy jumps out and makes a left turn on red and collides right into me! I slammed on my brakes before we hit, but it didn't really stop Ellie that much. He hit my left fender pretty hard, and sent me skidding a few feet before I stopped. I locked up my seatbelt pretty hard, and smashed the back of my head against the headrest. After I finally realized what the hell happened I started going hysterical. I was shaking, crying, and I couldn't figure out what the hell just happened. A cop showed up right behind us and started directing traffic. He asked me if I was okay, and I said I think so, except my stomach was hurting very much, and I advised him that I was 4 and a half months pregnant.
We moved our cars off the road, and the paramedics came to make sure that I was alright. Got my blood pressure and everything taken, and then they helped me calm down. They said that since my husband was on his way, he could take me down to the Naval Hospital to have the baby checked out [since my abdomen was hurting so much]. I talked with the police, and they agreed [and the guy admitted] that it was the other party's fault. He has full coverage on his vehicle, meaning I'll get Ellie fixed. By now, I still hadn't looked at the damage to my car. His car had a pretty fair sized dent/scrape in the right side, and about a 5 foot scratch/dent where my side view mirror just tore it's way down his Trailblazer.
After I had calmed down, the police gave me my accident report and the paramedics stayed with me until Brenden showed up. I got out to inspect Ellie and BOY WAS I SHOCKED! He did scratch up her paint pretty bad on the front, and as well as my headlight. However, if you know anything about foxbody mustangs, you know that the very corner of the car and the sidepanel are two completely different things. Well, he pushed in my side panel about half an inch, which has set my front end kind of wonky. Also, he almost tore off my side view mirror, which has been "lifted" from it's seating and seals. Other than that, Ellie just drives sort of wierd now. Something in the rear end keeps clunking around, which is freaking me out. I'm glad I bought that Taurus SHO yesterday!
Brenden picked me up and took me to the hospital. They found the baby's heartbeat instantly, which was 140bpm. Perfect, they said. They offered me an IV to kill some pain, but I declined. I told them I'd rather suffer at home with some pills. I rested for about an hour and they came in to do a quick ultrasound. Baby is moving around perfectly, we saw his/her spine, and it's cute little face! No pictures for us, but we did get reassured that everything is going to be okay. He didn't look too hard for the gender because he was just an ER technican, not someone who looked at fetus babies all day. It's okay, I have my real ultrasound in a week.
I got some tylenol and some vicodin for my back, neck, and tummy. Doctor said that unless I have some serious trouble sleeping, the tylenol should help. Brenden just got me home a little bit ago, and I'm resting. I have the day off from work tomorrow via doctor's orders. He said if I start spotting or cramping real bad to come back ASAP, but other than that, I just jostled the little one a bit.
So here I am. At home, relaxing. What a freakin' crazy day!