So on my way to work this morning, I got into a car accident. I’m driving down on the right lane of the U.S. 1-9 Highway (Southbound) when I feel this sudden “BOOOMPPPH!” from the left side and I lose control of the car. I steer back into my lane before hitting a railing on the right side and see the car who side-swiped me in front of me. I was shaken and scared. I honk on my horn and follow the vehicle. The vehicle pulls into a gas station and we both get out. As I got out, I noticed I was really shaky. As in my legs felt like jelly and I felt really small. The driver was a lady, who said, rather righteously “I had my blinkers on!” As if. Sure you had your blinkers on, but it’s not going to help if you’re parallel to me but proceed to go into my lane anyway. Then she says “I had my blinkers, and I didn’t see you.” I told her “you should really look into the lane before you go in. I’m going to call the police.” We were both polite and cordial. After my last accident, I realized it’s much better to be civil than to scream. I get back into my car and made the phone call. The cop got there within 10 minutes and we tell him our story and he writes up a report. I stayed in my car. As I wait in my car, I call my work to say I’m going to be late. I hear my voice cracking as I say “I’m going to be late…I got into a car accident.” I start to cry, which is weird for me. I cried because I was really scared. I sort of re-lived the part where I lost control of my car and then started bawling for no reason at all. I’m not a big crier. I was never the type to cry in sad movies, etc. (although it has happened). I think I cried partly because I was just stressed, and because I’m PMS-ing at the moment. Not a good combo if you factor in the car accident. Anyway, the whole thing was done in about 30 minutes or so. Then we all drove off.
I don’t think I was hurt. It’s just that the right side of my body feels bruised and kinda numb, like someone tackled me. And there’s a dull throb in the lower left side of my back. I’m sure it’ll go away, and I’m glad no one was truly hurt (as in, requiring a hospital). The damage to my car is small, but very noticeable --the left driver side area looks like someone tried to pry off the siding. The damage to her car is very minimal --slight scratches and dent on her right passenger side doors.
When I got to work, everyone was very sympathetic, even asking why I even bothered to come in. I decided to take a half-day. I was very lackluster today. I just didn’t feel like my normal self. It’s hard to explain. It just floored me how affected I was/am. This is the first time I got really shaken up. But I’m okay. I know it's not the world's biggest deal. It’s just weird to realize how things just come your way unexpectedly, both good or bad. And I realize that no matter how old you get, you still want the comfort of your mom or dad. I called my mom right after I got out of court and told her what happened. She was very soothing and made me feel a bit better.
Moral of the story: Life is truly short and you never know what the day brings. Carpe Diem! Also, the 1/9 Highway sucks big nuts so avoid it!. This is my second car accident on this highway in less than a span of 7 months.