Thank you all so much for your love and support after my car accident. Your words warmed my heart. Here’s a little update.
It has not been a great week. Even though I had no injuries from the accident, my body has been sore and my mind has been scattered since Tuesday. I also seem to develop a headache toward the end of the day, which is not usual for me. Today, in fact, it sent me to bed for several hours. Hopefully that will not last!
As you can probably guess from the title, my car was totaled. The “Running Girl” (named after my license plate) sustained more damage than she was worth. This was not the outcome that I wanted. I love my car. It has been so reliable through the years. In fact, beyond regular maintenance, a few batteries, the only repair since I bought my CRV in 2006 was to fix the air conditioner (a known “thing” with Honda CRVs of that era). Even what I thought might be a serious engine problem turned out to be an old gas cap.
I did take a run on Wednesday. Because I don’t have a rental car, Alan and I have done a little maneuvering to get me to and from work. On Wednesday, I packed my bag and went with him to the swim center in Palm Desert. While he took his swim, I went for a five mile run. My body was a little stiff, but it did wonders for my mind. Then Alan dropped me off at work. One perk of working at a country club fitness center is access to a clean locker room with all the amenities.
While I was working Alan decided to do a little investigating. He went back to the scene of the accident and took a look at the skid marks that were left by my car and the car that I hit. Mine were more than twice as long as the other vehicle’s. That, combined with the statement that I overheard the other driver make to the police, “I looked up and saw the car stopping,” has convinced Alan that she was texting or doing some other kind of distracting activity before the accident.
Not sure if that will mean anything in the long run, but I did report it to my insurance company (and took some pictures, though it’s awfully hard to tell from cell phone photos). I just hate that, after driving for 40 years (just typing that shocked me!) without ever having an accident, that this might go on my record as being at fault. Because I really don’t believe I was. I was not speeding, I was not tailgating, I responded quickly. If her car hadn’t stopped short when she hit the front vehicle (after a shortened warning to me because of her shortened braking time), I wouldn’t have hit her car.
I don’t know if it will make a difference, but it makes me feel better to know it.
In an effort to brighten up the week, we will be heading to San Diego for the weekend to visit this guy:
I know this posts sound a little down or subdued, but believe me, that’s the headache (or the meds) talking. For the most part anyway. I realize how lucky I was (am). As Alan said when we were discussing the accident and what we were going to do, “this conversation could have been taking place at the hospital.” Or not at all. So, I’m counting my blessings.
And shopping for a car. Any suggestions?