4/7/20
That’s a saying my Finnish grandmother used to say when she was facing a lot of problems. I still can hear her. “ oh mine gots.Oh Mine Gots! Vot vill happen next?” 🩵🤗
Since I last wrote, things have taken a negative nose dive. Literally, twice. Life was rolling along peacefully through the first couple of months. We got little to no snow or frigid weather like I dealt with when I lived further north by only a couple of hours. Mother Earth is definitely showing that climate change is real, and it's happening Now. At any rate, It was almost balmy in February. If I had been working on the farm, the weather would have been a welcome item.
Then March came along.
On the 4th, I was driving to a Fed Ex location so I could get a package returned. I was a little turned around and figured I would find the next area with enough room to get turned around and go back again. I saw a rabbit who had decided to sit on the pavement. Slowing down I waited to see what it was going to do. Usually they either make a decision to go back, or do the ‘death dash’ at the last minute. Apparently this one was undecided and just sat there. I had slowed down a little waiting to see what was going to happen. The stupid rabbit hopped right into my side of the road! By then I couldn’t get stopped enough to not squish him. I swerved to my right and all hell broke loose. BAM!!! I hit something hard and solid , air bags deployed and I couldn’t see anything. I felt my little VW spinning and I prayed for it all to stop. I did see the windshield cracking like a lightning bolt across from the right. And then things went quiet and still. I got out to see what happened and don’t you know, that flipping rabbit was no where to be seen. I did see the electric pole we had broken through. But my dear little car!! The whole right front fender back to the passenger side door was destroyed. It’s poor front wheel was all but separated from the car. I remember thinking that I ought to move my car off the road so I got back in and pushed the start button. She started right away. We sort of limped off the road onto the driveway that was close by. One thing for sure, we were not going to get far had we wanted to make a getaway. Not that I would have anyway but we were out of trouble at least. All of the people that were in the houses were out there and I was almost in tears. My beautiful little car! There was no way it would ever get repaired. I knew that it would be totaled. The police came, took a look at my vehicle, asked me questions about what happened and I realized that I was not hurt. He kept saying that I was very lucky that I hadn’t been injured. Like before when I would have had a nasty fall from a horse, going over a jump or simply being unseated the first thing I thought of was my horse. It didn’t matter that I could barely stand up -how was my horse? I guess that was when the shock was hitting me because I was shaking inside pretty badly. No, I didn’t need to go to the hospital, I just wanted to reverse time about a half an hour. My roommate got lost coming to pick me up and couldn’t find where the location was so one of the other police drove me home. I had to watch the tow truck haul my car away and more tears were shed. It was truly a tragic day
About a month prior I had gotten up to head to the bathroom in the middle of the night and was not awake. I lost my balance and fell backwards. Landed on my butt( which was well padded) and slammed the back of my head on the floor. This created a mild concussion. Whew, if that was a mild one, I would hate to have a serious one. Still the dizziness hits me if I get up too fast. Not to mention my bum hurt for a few weeks afterwards. Youch.
On the Wednesday right after the wreck, my roommate had driven to where my SUV was parked in order to get the things out of it. I was carrying a cardboard box,forgot that there was a curb step down and Wham. Free fall/ nose dive. Smack, on concrete. My nose began bleeding like crazy and all I could think was that I hoped I hadn’t broken it. After 5 stupid hours waiting to see a doctor and getting ex rays / cat scan it was determined that my head wasn’t cracked but basically my nose was broken. Oh Joy.
So far I had no idea what was going to happen as I had Never been in a wreck before. No car, my face looked like something from a horror movie and I unraveled right into depression. My SUV was totaled and I got a new -to- me Escape. It is nice enough but not like my Tiguan. I loved the little one. This one is bigger, has more energy, a little better gas mileage and a bit more room but…. My Tiguan was completely paid for and was the only thing that gave me freedom.
Josie right afterwards
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