10 Jun

        Eight hours ago, my mother was driving to LA for a psychotherapy networking conference. She should be in Beverly Hills in a hot tub right now. It was one of those things where everyone on the highway has their brake lights on, and is slowing down, to stop for some traffic jam. Rhea did too. Then she checked her rear view mirror, out of habit to see, to her disbelief, that the person behind her was not even slowing down. Rhea, and of course everyone around her, had slowed to about 25. The person behind her was going 75, 80… still. If you’ve ever been in an accident, you know that it’s very hard to remember exactly what happened. You remember strange things, but can’t explain the precise sequence of events. Rhea had her seatbelt on, and was rear ended by this one car. Her Honda Accord was turned sideways, broadsided by a semi, flipped 360 degrees, crossed through four lanes of highway traffic, and finally landed right-side up, motor still running, in the embankment on the side of the road. She was thankful to have stopped moving.
        At that moment, Princess Diana went into her head. She died in a car accident because the car came to a stop, and slowly crushed her. But Rhea could breathe. That was her thought. And then there was a man behind her, in the car, talking into her ear. He grabbed her head and stabilized it. He introduced himself as a paramedic, told her that kinetic energy from the car that hit her transferred into her and her car, and that he was going to try and get rid of it. The rescue crew showed up, pulled the door and the roof off what was left of the car, and took Rhea out of it straight, put her on the backboard, and sent her to the hospital. The words “very lucky” were uttered very frequently. Deus Ex Machina. The hospital was only two exits away.
         “I never wanted to drive down there alone, but had I had a passenger and this same thing happened, they would have at least been seriously injured, if not killed.”
         She only knows that the car flipped because the paramedic, (who was conveniently driving nearby and saw the whole thing and was in her car and stabilizing her right away.) was talking later to the police about what he saw. The airbag never deployed. She never hit the car in front of her. Once she was hit from behind, she doesn’t know what happened until she was sideways, watching the oncoming traffic try to slow down before hitting her again. She’s not even sure which side of the highway she ended up on.
        “I was aware. It was like there was this bubble, around me. Nothing hit me. Even while it was happening, there was a bubble.”
         And I was just at work, running errands for computer animators. “If you didn’t think there was a god, you know there is one now, unless you have a very powerful image of luck. I mean, any number of things could have happened to make that fatal. But, that’s what that bubble was, that’s the weird thing.” A few minutes before, Rhea had just ended a phone conversation with Bruce. “Drive safely,” he said, “You’re precious cargo.” There was tiny shards of broken glass in her clothes. She was wearing glasses at the time, but there isn’t a scratch on her face. Her glasses are gone. She has a bruise from the seatbelt, and her back and neck have serious muscle strain. But other than that, she is home (along with most of her stuff, which she was mentally intact enuff to ask people to get out of the car) and fine.
         “It was not my destiny to die folks, that much we can see.”


6 Responses to “”

  1. tinycaredance June 11, 2004 at 5:25 am #

    god works in mysterious ways
    all my love

  2. Anonymous June 11, 2004 at 8:32 am #

    I’m glad that she is okay. All my love is with you and your family.

  3. s0starryeyed June 11, 2004 at 1:36 pm #

    i’m with you, bro- whoa.
    i love rhea, and i am so thankful she is alright.

  4. kirawen June 11, 2004 at 1:39 pm #

    ::hugs for Rhea and you:: I’m so glad to hear she is ok–what a horrible accident to be in! Obviously, she’s far too special to die ^_^

  5. chesire_smile June 11, 2004 at 5:01 pm #

    Wow. My heart stopped for a bit there, as I was reading. I don’t even know what to say, really. I love you. And her. I am glad that she will be there *knocks on wood* when I get back in two weeks.

  6. squirt_at_earl June 14, 2004 at 1:36 pm #

    Re: woah
    the second i started reading it i was like- there’s going to be an accident. that’s terrifying juno. i’m thankful that she is safe and sound. lucky the parametic was nearby too- what are the odds? amazing.

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