I received the phone call at about 5:30 PM. "Jessie has been in an accident near Gold's Gym."
Jessie is my daughter, 16 years old, and a Junior in High School. As I drove to the scene of the accident I wondered how badly the car was damaged and if she was hurt. I looked for the wreck as I went down the street. Funny, I didn't see anything. I didn't see cars backed up signifying an accident.
Just then my cell phone rang - the location of the accident wasn't where I had been told initially, and I was on the way to the new scene. As I arrived I couldn't find Jessie's car. Then I saw her. OH MY GOD! Jessie was sitting on the ground near the street and another kid was there too, surrounded by the cross country team.
It hit like a punch in the stomach - she had been hit by a car while she was RUNNING.
I will cut to the chase and say that she is OK. She will be REALLY sore for the next few days. The other kid will be OK too. Thankfully that is the case.
They had been out with the team running and were just about to finish the last leg of the practice and had stopped at the light. As their coach had instructed them, they stopped at the light. It turned green and they started across the road, a four lane one, and a driver ran the red light and hit the two kids. They hit the windshield and went over the car. Here is a picture of the car.
The Car
Jessie had glass fragments all over her neck and back. They asked if I wanted her to go to the hospital. "Ummmmm, let me think for a second. My daughter has just been hit by a CAR, not while she was in another car but as a PEDESTRIAN and you want to know if she needs to go to the hospital?" Here is a picture of her getting ready for transport.
Jessie Strapped Down
As I mentioned, she is fine. Her leg and ankle were x-rayed and were negative. She has abrasions on her butt, her shoulder, and forearm. We'll see how she feels tomorrow and get her to an orthopedic doctor next week as a follow up.
Scary. Relieved.
WH
[posted with ecto]
10.13.2005
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