I was involved in a head-on crash Jan. 28 with my 15-month in the car. I was literally about a minute from home.
Well they do say most accidents happen close to home and I guess I am helping that statistic along – two accidents in my life, both of which have happened on my street.
The twit who hit me was heading home from dropping off her friend. She claims she lost control and hit me. I think she was talking on her cellphone, driving too fast and taking the corner too wide.
Either way, she wrote off both of ours, suffered a knee injury and caused me to have whiplash. The baby, thankfully, was only scared and had a bruise where the seatbelt kept him in his carseat.
She wasn’t charged. That angers me.
My husband says the cop was really nice.
How about being nice and charging her with talking on her cellphone, which is now illegal in Ontario. Or how about being nice and charging her with careless driving because now I have to take what precious time I have with my son and go for treatments.
And now I have to buy a new-to-me car and worry that I am making the right decision and I am not going to buy a lemon.
I have until Friday to make that decision. No pressure.
On another note, bad things happen in three’s. I had a flood in the basement, my computer died (hence not blogging recently) and now the accident. I think I am done.