Incase anybody's been in a cave and doesn't know....
I wrote this in my new journal over a week ago. I'm posting it since some people don't read my new one. I just edited it a little so it would make sense.
On June 13th Andrew called and asked if I wanted to come out to Matt's house. So, I went. We went mudding in Matt's jeep and it was awesome!
However, I left at about 1:45 am because I was supposed to work at 11:30 today. On the way home, I was driving on a gravel road and a deer came out in front of me. No, I didn't hit the deer. Although I probably should have. At least that's what the doctors and police man said.
I slowed down so I wouldn't hit the deer. Unfortunately, that's easier said than done on a gravel road. After that the next thing I remember is trying to unhook my seatbelt. Let me tell you, It was hard. I don't remember how I got out of the car. The next thing I remember after the seatbelt battle is calling Andrew, my mom, and Matt.
I remember looking at the car. It was tilted onto the passenger side facing the road I was just driving on. The passenger window was broken and it looked like the windsheild was cracked also. The wheels were bent, the whole front end was smashed. All I kept telling my mom is, "Oh my god mom, Andrew's car looks like shit. He's going to kill me." She says I also told about five times that I had a huge welt on my forhead that was bleeding.
Next thing I remember from that is seeing headlights. I flagged down this guy and he picked me up. He was in a hurry so he had his friend meet him somewhere. She then drove me into town and dropped me off at Best Western because my mom was at work at the time. I didn't want to go to the hospital. I didn't think I was too bad. Although, I also hadn't seen it.
Andrew and Matt got to the hotel shortly after. They insisted that I go to the emergency room. So they took me. I was there from about 3:00 AM or so until about 9:30 AM. They did a CT scan of my head, took a shit ton of xrays and had a pitline in my arm for pain killers. The demeral made me sick and they almost admitted me into the hospital.
The xrays showed that I fractured my T12 vertabret. I also had a huge soft lump on my forehead right next to the massive cut. Its gone down some though. My thumb was cut also. My ribs feel a little bruised and I have a bruise line across my entire body from the seatbelt. Thank god I was wearing it, Or I very well could have died in my car accident.
The cop that went to the accident scene and then came to the hospital was really nice though. All I got was a $61 ticket for violation of permit laws. And I got to keep my permit. He could have hit me with a hell of a lot more than that. Also,Andrew's car is fully insured and they will pay my doctor bills up to $10,000. Thanks to Walmart, my two prescriptions only ended up being $14.
I'm taking percocet for the pain and flexeril for muscle relaxation. I'm out of work until I see the doctor again on July 6th and he'll decide what to do from here.
All I know is that I'm thankful that I didn't die. I'm also thankful that Andrew stayed with me the entire morning at the hospital and he stayed at my house to sleep a little before work. He kept telling me not to worry about the car. He said, "Tiffany, I have insurance and the car can be replaced. I'm just thankful that you're not hurt anymore than you are." Everyone at work signed a card for me.
It makes me realize just how much SOME people really care about me. At the same time it's also showed me who really cares and who doesn't give a shit about me anymore.. Thanks to those who care.. and anybody else can just fuck off for all I care.
On June 13th Andrew called and asked if I wanted to come out to Matt's house. So, I went. We went mudding in Matt's jeep and it was awesome!
However, I left at about 1:45 am because I was supposed to work at 11:30 today. On the way home, I was driving on a gravel road and a deer came out in front of me. No, I didn't hit the deer. Although I probably should have. At least that's what the doctors and police man said.
I slowed down so I wouldn't hit the deer. Unfortunately, that's easier said than done on a gravel road. After that the next thing I remember is trying to unhook my seatbelt. Let me tell you, It was hard. I don't remember how I got out of the car. The next thing I remember after the seatbelt battle is calling Andrew, my mom, and Matt.
I remember looking at the car. It was tilted onto the passenger side facing the road I was just driving on. The passenger window was broken and it looked like the windsheild was cracked also. The wheels were bent, the whole front end was smashed. All I kept telling my mom is, "Oh my god mom, Andrew's car looks like shit. He's going to kill me." She says I also told about five times that I had a huge welt on my forhead that was bleeding.
Next thing I remember from that is seeing headlights. I flagged down this guy and he picked me up. He was in a hurry so he had his friend meet him somewhere. She then drove me into town and dropped me off at Best Western because my mom was at work at the time. I didn't want to go to the hospital. I didn't think I was too bad. Although, I also hadn't seen it.
Andrew and Matt got to the hotel shortly after. They insisted that I go to the emergency room. So they took me. I was there from about 3:00 AM or so until about 9:30 AM. They did a CT scan of my head, took a shit ton of xrays and had a pitline in my arm for pain killers. The demeral made me sick and they almost admitted me into the hospital.
The xrays showed that I fractured my T12 vertabret. I also had a huge soft lump on my forehead right next to the massive cut. Its gone down some though. My thumb was cut also. My ribs feel a little bruised and I have a bruise line across my entire body from the seatbelt. Thank god I was wearing it, Or I very well could have died in my car accident.
The cop that went to the accident scene and then came to the hospital was really nice though. All I got was a $61 ticket for violation of permit laws. And I got to keep my permit. He could have hit me with a hell of a lot more than that. Also,Andrew's car is fully insured and they will pay my doctor bills up to $10,000. Thanks to Walmart, my two prescriptions only ended up being $14.
I'm taking percocet for the pain and flexeril for muscle relaxation. I'm out of work until I see the doctor again on July 6th and he'll decide what to do from here.
All I know is that I'm thankful that I didn't die. I'm also thankful that Andrew stayed with me the entire morning at the hospital and he stayed at my house to sleep a little before work. He kept telling me not to worry about the car. He said, "Tiffany, I have insurance and the car can be replaced. I'm just thankful that you're not hurt anymore than you are." Everyone at work signed a card for me.
It makes me realize just how much SOME people really care about me. At the same time it's also showed me who really cares and who doesn't give a shit about me anymore.. Thanks to those who care.. and anybody else can just fuck off for all I care.