This morning’s post was going to be all about our last day of packing and our last night at the lake with friends, and I will get to that – but first . . . .
I spent the day in Albany Thursday getting ready for our trip north on Saturday. I took my Mom’s car in to get the oil changed and get it “spiffed up” to leave here for Blake to drive when he gets back from China in July. I ran tons of errands, got my toes done, got my gray roots covered and my hair cut. I picked Bear up at the groomer’s and started home around 4 p.m.
I have been having problems with sleepiness for about a year and a half now – and I really battle it when I’m driving (or riding in the car). I think I am on too many blood pressure meds, since I still take the same meds I did when I worked. I’ve talked with my doc about this, but he’s so happy to see my blood pressure “low” instead of “off the charts high” that he doesn’t want to mess with it. Anyway, the “sleepy” problem has been with me for over a year now.
I battled going to sleep all the way home from Albany. Within 1/2 mile from our house, I fell asleep and ran off the road. A witness standing in his yard said I hit some railroad ties around his mailbox and went airborne. When I woke up I was speeding through a wall of bushes. For an instant, I couldn’t understand what in the world had happened or where I was. I finally realized I still had my foot on the accelerator instead of the brake and hit the brake – slowly, by some miracle. I traveled over 600 feet before I stopped.
Bear had bounced all over the backseat, but was fine. I am fine also except for some soreness where the seatbelt held me. The airbag did not go off.
The witness said I stayed in a straight line through the bushes the entire time – avoiding the huge pine trees that lined the bushes just three feet away. I destroyed his flower garden (along with a half-barrel filled with flowers) and also took out a big garbage can. I truly know that God was riding with me (maybe my Mom too).
The car is a mess – I lost the driver’s side rear-view mirrow, the thingy under the front of the car that keeps you from going over curbs, the radiator is bent, and the hood, roof and side and all scratched up. It certainly could have been worse.
Ted and I rode to the post office on Friday afternoon and passed where it happened. What is amazing is that in the five miles that our street is long, we couldn’t find another spot where I could have run off the road and walked away without serious injury. That stretch where it happened is the only one we found where telephone poles, drop-offs (that would have flipped me), and pine trees were not in what would have been my path. Even I did not realize exactly where I went off the road until Ted showed me. I traveled a long way in a straight shot, never veering even an inch from side to side. I am feeling so blessed right now.
The insurance company recommended a wonderful paint and body shop in Americus and I contacted them about our situation – us leaving for Michigan on Saturday. They picked the car up this morning with the wrecker, will fix it, and will bring it back to our house sometime before Blake arrives in July. Amazing customer service!
We certainly hope this will be the end of our “excitement” for this trip.
Friday night we went out to eat dinner with some of our dear friends from the lake. I am still finding it hard to believe that the winter is over, and it’s time to leave again. These friends mean so much to us, and we will miss them over the summer. Hopefully, some of them will find their way north in the next few months.
We love you and miss you already!
Can’t promise a post from the road tonight, but I will try. We are going by to see Jason Saturday afternoon in Atlanta, then continue on into Tennessee for the night. We’ll be above Ann Arbor, MI Sunday night, then on the island by noon on Monday – if all goes as planned. Please pray for safe travels for us on our journey.
“One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things.” . . . Henry Miller