| 11/16/08 01:21 PM |
#929
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April Passen (Ochman)
Now my daughter was hit by a car when she was 3 years old. My hubby picked her up from the babysitters, took her to 7/11 for a slurpee. When he got home he pulled her out on the driver's side of the street, put her down in front of him, & reached in to get the slurpees...she seen my car in the driveway & shouted Mommy's home...& ran around my hubby, right in front of a little old man's car. I was in the house getting ready to go to work, when I opened the door...& my daughter was crying & my hubby yelling "Get the dogs, get the dogs"...So I think their are dogs attacking them, when what he really meant was move our dogs, that the old man was right behind him. I finally get the story, & of course I'm yelling, why did you pick up my daughter, scared shitless that he might of caused her more damage...well I guess the old man was driving rather slow, thank the lord, & all thou I was told my daughter did fly back about 2-3 feet, that she jumped up & ran to her daddy. Well the old man is saying call an ambulance, I got insurance...My mind was "well hell I already have my keys in hand, & we need to get her there now....So I give the old man my work card & tell him to call me tomorrow...I gotta get my daughter to the hospital! My hubby drove & I tried to calm my daughter...she scared the living shit out of me...she was in shock at being hit as well as how her father was acting (of course screaming at the cars in fornt of us to move)...my daughters eye start to roll back into her head...I smacked my hubby yelling him to keep it down, & start playing lets identify the colors to her...I knew I needed to keep her focused...We get like a mile from the hospital, when a cop starts to try to pull us over, I am looking out the back window trying to play charades w/the cop to tell him were not stopping, that he should lead us (needless to say he didn't catch on)...so we pull into the ER drop off lane, I grap my daughter...& the cop says stop I need to talk to you, I say fuck you...talk to him. The cop grills my hubby on the why didn't you call an ambulance, he explains...the cop was an ass & gave him a warning...lucky he didn't come in & talk to me.
Anyhow...my daughter only had sratches on her left side ribs, & right side head! They did the whole MRI & everything...I even a year later talked my doc into doing another MRI just in case something didn't show till later. She is now my 10 and a half year old, who just came back from camp.
Anyhow...my point to this story...I am a freak about the kids around cars, but do you think my boys get this fear, no, they love to keep me in panic. Have pulled away from me in a parking lot, the baby who is 4, jetted out of my van 2 weeks ago, right in front of a car, but was not hit! It's amasing to me that my hair has not completely turned white, I just have a couple of well hidden strands that each one of my kids have created!
Of course I put my hubby on a compete guilt trip about my daughter being hit, but I must say...I can not imagine seeing what he seen, I would still be having nightmares.
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