Dad received a phone call a few minutes later. Mom had called him using her cell phone. I heard in Dad's voice that something wasn't right. "Your mom's been in a car accident" he said. I asked him where, immediately put on my shoes and jacket, and left. I arrived on the scene just in time to see the paramedics attach a collar around her neck, move her onto a backboard and load her into an ambulance. I scurried around the site collecting things from my mother's car at her request and then watched as the paramedics headed for the hospital. My dad arrived about that time and helped me gather the rest of her belongings. We then drove directly to the hospital.
The doctors did several x-rays of my mom and discovered that she had no broken bones, but assured her she would be very sore for the next few days. Since then my dad and I have been helping her shuffle around the house and trying to do things for her as best we can.
I know my mom was disappointed because that particular Sunday was the biggest Sunday of the Christmas season. She had worked so hard to help put the service together, and I know she hated to miss out on actually pulling the service together. It's a devastating thing not to see the fruits of hard work.
She's battered and bruised but is steadily improving. I pray prayers of thanksgiving that the accident wasn't worse, but I also pray that her recovery will be quick. I pray other prayers of thanksgiving for the paramedics and doctors that did their jobs and the kind souls that came from the nearby houses to help my mother. Lastly I pray for the other driver. I don't know her condition, but I hope she is okay.
Thank you to all of you who have prayed for my mother during this difficult time.
2 comments:
We're glad she's okay! She needs to get better so she can slap you around for a while!
I look forward to a good slapping around, then I'll know she's all better. :-)
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