Mom got back this evening from a flying trip to Eastern Oregon. Flying as in going on Friday and coming back today. Sis as involved in a fender bender about a week and a half ago. Both cars were at an intersection. She was signaling a left turn and the other car was going to go through. They both thought the other one was going to stay put and they both started out at the same time. It wouldn’t have been so bad, but they’d sent kid number 2 back to Portland in the Forerunner and kept the circa ‘80’s Toyota whatever in Umatilla. Driving the smaller car through the Gorge with the weather we’ve been having was just a no go. So who had the accident? Go figure.
I don’t think it would have been so bad, but the car had one of the early generation air bags. You know, the ones that popped if you said a harsh word within a ten foot radius of the car. I think she still would have been bounced around but I think it was the airbag that put her in the hospital. She’s been poked and prodded to a fare thee well. She does have a break in one collar bone and plenty of bruising and the like. Mom tried to get over sooner but there just aren’t any good connections even with the bus. The closest station is in Pendleton over twent miles away. The kids were going home to check on their mom so grandma (mom) hitched a ride on the grandson express. The weather wasn’t good enough for them to get over any sooner. Ice, snow and wind do not make for good driving conditions through the Columbia Gorge.
She’ll be fine. Eventually. My brother in law sent pictures of the car last week. It’s totaled. If the blasted thing had to be in a wreck, the street next to the school was about the best place to be. Frankly, I didn’t post before because frankly, it took several days to sort out what happened. It took a couple of days for her to even remember what happened.
So we’re thankful that everything turned out as good as itdid. And the guardian angels are probably still in therapy.