Why did this have to happen to my momma?  Last week my mom got hit by a drunk driver, but she's ok.  I've been putting off blogging about this because it just felt so weird to write, but I think maybe it'll help.

    She wanted to go to the casino really badly for a raffle.  I hate casinos and she kept asking me to come, but I didn't want to.  So off she went and I didn't think much of it, she took my car, which I've had since high school.  Well it's really her car, but we all just call it mine because I use it, or used it.  After a couple hours I started to wonder where she was, it was getting a little late.  Then I heard the phone ring and somehow I just knew it was her, I even had an moment of thinking it was going to be bad. 

     I picked it up and she said if I could come get her because she had gotten in an accident.  I was freaked out and just kept asking where she was.  I left as fast as I could and got to the intersection she said.  As I was getting closer I could see the police lights.  It was hard to find a place to park so I kept going past, but the light turned red and I stopped right by the accident.  I saw my car all smashed up head on, and a mid sized truck right in front of it, with some people standing around and policemen.  The light turned green and it felt like it took forever for me to go around the block and find a place to park.  When I got there my momma was with two ladies and the policemen were asking another lady some questions.  She looked fine and the ladies with her were some witnesses who stopped.  I just couldn't get over how my car looked.  I kept calling my brother and he wouldn't answer.  My mom said not to call him, but I was freaked out and didn't know what to do.  We all stood there while the policemen did some tests on this other lady.  They asked her to walk forward and she walked to the sides.  They did a breathing test thing on her and she had 2.0 level if I remember right. 

    I was getting so mad watching this lady prove how drunk she was.  I couldn't believe because of something so stupid that she decided to do that my poor momma could have gotten killed.  She started to walk away and the policemen followed her, then she was in her truck looking for something and the policemen were saying something.  Then one policeman arrested her and she wasn't cooperating to much.  The other had to help him and she yelled out how they were making her shoulder hurt, it did look like they were being rough, but she wasn't exactly making it easy.  They took her away.  I finally got hold of my brother and he sounded like he was complaining about why I was calling so much.  So I was happy to yell at him about why and he was on his way.  Some tow trucks came and my momma asked me if I could find her lenses from her glasses, but it was dark and I couldn't find them anywhere. 

     The two witnesses that were with my momma were really nice to her.  They kept telling her to go to the hospital and if she need more help and stuff.  Then this white guy came up and he was a witness too and was really nice.  We finally got to go and they took the cars away.  I can't believe that's the end of my first car.  I drove my momma home and we met up with my brother, then we all decided to go to the hospital, and she just had a bad bruise from the airbag. 

   I feel like maybe if I had went with her it would have turned out a lot differently, but that doesn't matter now.  I'm just so happy she's ok.  I don't know why this had to happen to her though, and then a few months ago my momma got in trouble while swimming in the ocean that freaked me out.  I mean that's 2 events that were really bad for my momma and kind of close together, maybe it just means I have to watch out for her better.  I think that's what is really bothering me the most right now.  Why her, why not me, what does it mean if anything?  My momma was saying how all the crazy big cities she was driving in and this is what happens to her here.  She was also saying how in Mexico the policemen wouldn't have been so nice.  Then she said something like "You would never see something like that in Mexico.  Two white policemen arresting a white lady and being nice to a mexican."  She's right I think, it's pretty crazy how this country will do that and probably a lot of others wouldn't. 

    Anyway, I don't know what happened to the drunk lady, but I'm still mad at her.  Her truck just had a scratch on it too, it's not fair.  I've been driving my momma around, but today she tried driving herself and I don't like it much.  I finally understand how people must feel about drunk drivers and groups like MADD, before I didn't pay much attention, now I understand and see how bad this is.  The last time my momma and brother had an accident was just before my Dad passed away, so I'm really scared that something worse will happen now.  I hope this is something different and we can all move on.  I'm just so happy and grateful that it wasn't worse, but I still wonder why.