Tuesday, May 08, 2007
Adventures in Getting Here
So, funny story: Friday evening, as we were running about town trying to get some last minute things done before graduation the next morning and our road trip the next afternoon, we were rear-ended. We were at a complete stop at a red light when the driver behind us didn't so much stop. Maybe you are asking yourself why this is funny. Well, let me tell you: this is the SECOND time in eighteen months that we've been rear-ended while at a stop light. See? Funny. Ha. Ha.
Talk about bad timing. We weren't hit as hard this time as we were last time, but it really is horribly inconvenient to have to deal with the aftermath of a minor traffic accident right before you leave town. It pretty much tied up the entire rest of our day.
And why would a little fender bender cause such utter disruption to your day, you might be asking yourself? Well, it would if you were pregnant and had to be taken to the hospital in an ambulance, where you then had to wait for four hours in the ER before being told you needed to be monitored for three more hours up in labor and delivery because the whiplash or something caused you to start having contractions.
It was a long day.
But happily, my doctor let me continue with my plans to attend Blake's graduation AND drive all the way to Utah (at first he wanted to monitor me for 12 hours, which would have really been, well, a big, miserable, kick in the pants). So we're here. We arrived in Provo late Sunday night after driving for 25 straight hours (well, okay -- not 25 completely straight hours. We stopped to sleep for three hours at a rest stop near Des Moines. But goodness, it was long enough!). Also, we have, I think, the best insurance agent in the world. She's been helping us long distance with the whole claims process and has been giving us excellent advice on how to deal with the issue from across the country.
Oh, and by the way, Blake's graduation went swimmingly. He looked really quite dashing clothed in a master's robe and hood. And -- he's done with school! Hooray!
Provo's been nice. Visiting with family's been nice. I can report more later, but I just wanted to state for the record that we made it. The odds were totally against us, but we're here. Yay!
Talk about bad timing. We weren't hit as hard this time as we were last time, but it really is horribly inconvenient to have to deal with the aftermath of a minor traffic accident right before you leave town. It pretty much tied up the entire rest of our day.
And why would a little fender bender cause such utter disruption to your day, you might be asking yourself? Well, it would if you were pregnant and had to be taken to the hospital in an ambulance, where you then had to wait for four hours in the ER before being told you needed to be monitored for three more hours up in labor and delivery because the whiplash or something caused you to start having contractions.
It was a long day.
But happily, my doctor let me continue with my plans to attend Blake's graduation AND drive all the way to Utah (at first he wanted to monitor me for 12 hours, which would have really been, well, a big, miserable, kick in the pants). So we're here. We arrived in Provo late Sunday night after driving for 25 straight hours (well, okay -- not 25 completely straight hours. We stopped to sleep for three hours at a rest stop near Des Moines. But goodness, it was long enough!). Also, we have, I think, the best insurance agent in the world. She's been helping us long distance with the whole claims process and has been giving us excellent advice on how to deal with the issue from across the country.
Oh, and by the way, Blake's graduation went swimmingly. He looked really quite dashing clothed in a master's robe and hood. And -- he's done with school! Hooray!
Provo's been nice. Visiting with family's been nice. I can report more later, but I just wanted to state for the record that we made it. The odds were totally against us, but we're here. Yay!
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6 comments:
Oh. My gosh. Just, just ICK.
So glad you're okay, but honestly, what rotten timing to have that happen to you!
Phew! In any case, I hope you enjoy your family time in Provo!
Holy crap. Can't make anything simple, can ya? Glad you made it! Have a great trip!
I'm so glad you are okay! And look at you now--you know what a labor pain feels like and you're all ready to go for when it really hits. That's a positive thing . . . right? ;)
Also glad you made it out to Provo safely. Enjoy visiting with family!
Aw man, that's an awful start to a road trip! I'm glad that everything and everyone's okay and that big congrats to Blake for graduating - hooray!
Enjoy the fun that is Orvo/Prorem! (My friend and I decided that really, they're one city, and Prorem really has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?)
I'm glad to hear you're ok, and I'm amazed at how quickly you got to Provo. The endurance!
Wow, you only stopped for a 3 hour break? I'd die.
Glad you made it safely.
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