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Thursday, February 17, 2005

Crash, Boom, Bang

Tuesday was the day I was to drive back to Chattanooga for another doctor'a visit -- another one for them to tell me that the vials of blood they have drained over the last two sessions, along with the day-long ultrasound sessions at the imaging center are still not enough to determine the actual cause of the problem(s).     Tuesday, they scheduled a test for 8:30 on Wednesday morning at their north hospital branch.     I could have either driven all the way back home (which approximately is 100+ miles one way - with a long drive back early the next morning, or I could spend the night at Kathy's house, which is only about 12 miles from the hospital).     I opted for a sleep-over.

I got up in plenty of time, left early, took a route I knew like the back of my hand, followed it until is was approximately 1.5 miles from the hospital and, in the rain, my back wheels hit a slick spot in the road and the car started to 'fishtail' and I couldn't adjust to get control of the car. The front started sliding, too and, as they say, everything went in to slow motion, and my car slid off of the road, down onto a lowered shoulder, and off into a culvert (that's a large drainage ditch for the non-southerners who might be reading this).     My car bottomed-out, blew out both front tires, deployed both air bags, shattered the front windshield and, basically, became a shell of its former beautiful self.

Is it Karma . . . Bad Fate . . . or some other mysterious forces at work here.     Yesterday -- but long after everthing had settled down -- did I remember that the 16th of February was the day I bought my car . . . and the 16th of February is also the day l lost my car.     My beautiful white convertible has come full-circle.

As for me . . . I'm bruised, and sore, and hurting on every inch of my body -- not in the best frame of mind for being my charming, blogging self.     And, before anyone says it . . . Yes, I know I'm lucky that nothing worse happened but, to be honest, it's not a very comforting phrase right now.

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Susan Reno-Gilliland, known as "Miss Kitty," an Irish lass, a true Southern Belle; a writer, photographer, animal-lover, dreamer, stargazer, totally tangled (or is that entangled?) in relationships, slightly obsessive iNFp with stories to tell! . . . (fascinated by forensics, human behavior, pushing all the right buttons of men I find interesting, and seeking utterly-sweet revenge without any repercussions.) I am a Friday's Child. Friday's Child is loving & giving.
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