Car crashes. They’re awful things… I had my first ever car crash last May after nearly five years of driving. I stopped at a roundabout and the guy behind me never. I broke down on the spot and had to be escorted home.
Today January 21st 2015 I am 19 weeks and 6 days pregnant, and I was T-boned at another roundabout. I was in such a happy mood, we (Tia was in the car) were on our way to look around a potential pre-school when it happened. The young lady should have stopped to give way to me at the mini round-about, but didn’t and crashed straight into the side of me. The side Tia sits.
I jumped straight out of the car after yanking the handbrake on and ran to check Tia was ok. “Mummy, car went BANG”! She said. Yes it did poppet, are you ok I asked again. “I’m happy, can I have raisons now” I kissed her then checked the girl in her car. She was visibly upset and spluttered that she needed to call her dad.
By this point a fair bit of traffic had come to a standstill due to me sitting in the middle of the road and her going nowhere. I checked my car and could see that my wheel had tucked underneath, I explained to the girl that I was going to attempt to move my car out of the way if it would drive, and I limped it onto the side pavement and she pulled in behind me.
Three cars behind the girl was a police car who pulled in and assisted which Im so thankful for, they called an ambulance to check me over as I had since remembered about myself being pregnant. The other driver had a panic attack and couldn’t talk at all bless her. I felt awful for her, it later came out after her dad arrived that she had only been driving two weeks. I called my husband to let him know and he left work immediately to meet me at home.
I refused a full check over from the paramedics after discussing with them how I felt. Which was fine, I was keeping really calm because of baby. I was more concerned they see to the other driver. After the policeman gave me the drivers details I walked home with Tia, luckily I had her pram in the car and was only a 7-8 minute walk away from home. It was freezing and snow started falling on the way. I was so pleased to get home and have a hot surgery tea.
10 hours later and I’m starting to hurt. I’ve got pressure type pains where my seatbelt lay and Im getting aches and pains in other places. I’m not going to write too much more in case of any legal proceedings. The last thing I want to do is get myself or anyone into trouble.
The next morning I literally feel like I’ve been hit by a car. 44 calls to my doctor later and he’s fully booked.
I’m now trying to get seen via a walk in clinic. I’ll try and keep you all updated. I apologise for not answering everybody’s tweets and texts, I’m not being ignorant. I’m still in shock and keep randomly crying.