Another Mess

"TAKE MINE "

This is the statement that Mimi usually makes whenever, I drive her somewhere.
Yesterday was the first day in a month we had gone to the shop to volunteer. Since Mimi is now using a walker and I figured she would get tired, I had Puppy come and work in the morning and then take Mimi home at lunch. I stayed on and helped Rick close the place up.

Getting off the interstate at our exit and turning left has really become a challenge as we have to turn left and go back under the interstate. Back when the interstate was built the way it is set up worked fine as there was hardly any traffic due to the fact it was mostly rural area. However, with all the new subdivisions and each one is built without a through street ,therefore all are dumped out on our street. Progress but nothing was done to the road system. Also, our street is now a major cut through to the booming industry in Cool Springs again making traffic a nightmare.

Check out the first photo. You get off I 40 and get on I 40 at the same spot going East. Heading west on I40 you get off on the other side of the interstate and then you are subject to the on and off traffic and then there is a curve with a hill before you as you try to get on and off. WHAT.

Back to the story, coming home I pulled out and noticed a gold SUV on the side of the road across from the entrance to I40 east and by the time I had finished my looky loo I saw the car in front of me was at a stand still. YIKES.I hit the brakes as hard as I could but alas the blue train kept going and WHAM the next thing I saw was an Air bag. Oh, that HURT S!!!!!!!

The blood was running out of the blue train and I turned off the engine as I knew she would get HOT. I can honestly say at first I did not know where I was or who I was and why it hurt so much. The teenager came over and asked "Mam, are you alright." I told him I thought so.

I called my Insurance company while the teenager called the police none emergency number to report the accident. Then I called Puppy to let him know what had happen 3 miles from home. He told me to calm down and he would be right there.

As I was sitting stunted in the middle of the road, several cars and dump trucks came whizzing by. One pick up truck came around me on the right side at the same time a dump truck went around me on the left side and they both had to hit their brakes because they tried to get on the entrance ramp at I 40 East at the same time. I was thinking HOLY ----.

When Puppy arrived he said I needed to move the car off the road, but it had no blood but I started her up anyway and pulled over past the teenager's car. I only pulled her off the road 20 feet from where I hit the teenagers car and it smelled like a HOT HOT ENGINE. I felt better as I was no longer a sitting duck for someone else to hit.

The teenager was a nice young man who had just graduated from high school and I kept thinking this could have been Puppy. His parents should be proud of him as he was polite and just a nice young man.

Puppy kept the situation in order with calls to his Mimi and his father. He talked to Officer Sears and the teenager and was so cool, calm and polite.

A very nice and young policeman came and he was so concerned when he asked if we were hurt. He explained everything that had to be done and he took both our information to his car to fill out a report. Then after he got a case number and while we were waiting for a wrecker service to haul away the blue train, he explained what we would need to turn into our Insurance company. We were both insured by the same company just different agents.

Everyone should get the honor to deal with such a professional and nice police officer as the one we came in contact. The reason I say this is because we have had a lot of press about bad officers that it was a pleasant encounter even in a bad situation. Maybe they should clone Officer Sears.

Puppy and I watched as they loaded the blue train on the wrecker and then we headed home. When we arrived home, we called the repair shop and told them the blue train was coming to their shop.

Mimi said "If you didn't want me to drive anymore you could have told me instead of wreaking my car". Then she laughed as she was relieved that no one was hurt seriously.

The kitty justice is that I should have took mine (silver bullet) instead of hers (blue train).

Now to try to get up and MOVE. Tuesday has to be better than Monday.