**Just to warn you...there are details in this post that are probably gross, but I want to make sure and remember how blessed and lucky we have came out of this ordeal....
On Saturday morning we left to go home to Washington from Utah. We hadn't been driving thirty minutes when I started to fish-tale on the freeway in Salt Lake City. The rest is all very fuzzy, but we were in an accident.
I remember swerving, screaming, and turning...Next I woke up, looked over at my darling, sweet cousin (who is 7 1/2 months pregnant too) and asked her what happened. She told me we were in an accident. I asked her if she was ok. She said "yes". Oddly enough I figured "Ok, well if you are ok, let's go!!" It wasn't long before I looked around and saw what happened. I looked down and say lots of blood (sorry, I will spare you all the pictures!) then I looked to my left and saw my door smashed into me. Funny enough, I didn't notice at that point that my window had been broken out....you'd think I would have put it together when the police officer showed up to talk to me, and I never rolled the window down. I talked to the officer, but don't have any recollection of the conversation. I remember he asked me what day and month it was, and I had no clue. I couldn't remember to save my life. My door couldn't open, so I was loaded onto the stretcher from the passenger side. I remember that it really hurt my head to be strapped to the uncomfortable backboard...well duh Jill, it hurt because you had a massive gash on the back of your head!
So we were loaded into an ambulance. The kids were perfectly fine by the way. Jack was talking about how a T-Rex bit his momma, and he thought the firetrucks were neat. As I think back, it makes me sick that I wasn't coherent enough to make sure they were unharmed.
When we arrived at the Emergency room, I started to realize how much pain I was in. The left side of my body had been hit really hard by the vehicle that hit us. My ribs, back, shoulder, hip, and knee all have bruises, and are extremely sore. Somehow, probably when I lost consciousness, I bit me tongue hard enough to swell it up, and hit my jaw. The CT scan in my head came back normal, but I got 8 staples put into the back of my head. When I think about the very few details I can remember, and how horrifying it was, I can't believe we all made it out with minimal injuries. My cousin Rachel was miraculously okay as well, but they wanted to keep her in the hospital overnight to make sure the baby was doing alright.
We are all home from the Hospital now, and have been surrounded by family and friends that have shown us more support than I could ever imagine. I feel so incredibly blessed to be part of the family that I am. I only hope I can repay the service some day soon!
As for now, we are just trying to make arrangements to get home. I am obviously in no condition to drive, so tomorrow my wonderful sister Candise is going to drive me half way, and then Scotty will meet us and pick us up. I have been missing and needing Scott so badly since the accident, so I can't wait to see him tomorrow!
I hope to be feeling better in the next few days. It will be nice to get all of the glass and blood cleaned out of my hair, and I look forward to being able to pick the kids up again with out wincing in pain.
I realize I am blessed. Extremely blessed. People getting in an accident in a car going 65 miles an hour shouldn't come out so well. I have prayed constantly since being in the Hospital, giving thanks for the way this ordeal has turned out.
Now back to real life my friends, and hopefully I will get this post out of the way with some fun photos of the trip in the next few days!!
Thanks for your love and prayers, we are lucky to be surrounded by such amazing people!