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Monday, November 08, 2004

Red means Go!

More times than I care to count this weekend, we were almost hit by people not paying attention on the roads. We had one of my younger sisters for the weekend and we went out to eat on Friday. As we were leaving the parking lot, we were stopped at a red light. We were the first car and when the light turned green, we proceeded to go. Aaron is usually a gunner, but for some reason he looked over to the left and slammed on the brakes. That's when we heard it. Screeching tires and a car barreling straight towards us. At this point we were out in the intersection and at the mercy of a young kid behind the wheel, talking on his cell phone, and also how good his brakes were. He stopped just in time, and never ending his phone conversation, proceeded to go around us. I didn't even want to look behind us to see how close the row of cars behind us were. I'm just glad they were paying attention as well and didn't slam into the back of us. Because we all know I've been down that road before. Anyways, all Aaron can say afterwords is, "Man, that would have hurt." As I'm picking my jaw up off of the ground and gasping for air, since I believe my lungs collapsed from inhaling so hard when I looked over to see that car heading straight for Aaron's door.

Thank you God for sparing us today.

Aaron is currently at the doctors office trying to figure out why he is having such pain in his right side and why it hurts him to take a deep breath. He had blood work done last week that showed that his white blood cell count was low. Which means he's fighting an infection of some sort. I just love when doctor's say you're a mystery to them. I cannot let myself go on Web MD either, because I'll diagnose him myself. I just want to know what's wrong with him so we can go from there. They mentioned everything from kidney stones, to appendix, to gallstones...

I cannot stand him being sick. To see the one you love in pain, which doesn't happen that often, is just torture. My poor monkey, I hope you feel better soon.

Happy Monday.


  • At 9:10 PM, Blogger Shannin said…

    Don got into an accident the night we moved into the house -- some guy made a left hand turn in front of Don, who had the green light & the right of way. His insurance only wants to pay 80% of the damage to the car because they say Don should have tried harder to avoid the accident. Geeze...their driver was even cited by the police! Glad you guys are OK, and I hope his tests are nothing serious.

  • At 8:35 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    And that is why they tell people to stay off the phone while they are behind the wheel of a car!! It's bad enough that he was a young inexperienced driver, and now he wants to add trying to multi-task too. All the while playing roulette with peoples lives.

    Glad you avoided your near miss!!



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