Last Thursday and Friday, I picked up the 9-1 shift in the Ronald McDonald Family Room. Friday, I was on my way home when I had my first accident:
I was coming home, northbound on Washington, and was about at 45th when a lady tried to change lanes, not seeing me. she hit along the left side of the car.
We pulled over under the I-70 bridge, she called 911, and we waited for the police to arrive. She got out of her car to talk to me when it was safe to do so. She acknowledged that it was completely her fault, saying I was in her blind spot.
Then, last night, we got a phone call & Mom had to go get Jas to be there for her sister in an emergency. I stayed up until almost midnight, to make sure they wouldn't need me. When I was told they were returning home, I went to bed, but decided I should trade away my cuddler shift for tonight, so I don't fall asleep at the wheel on the way home. I don't know how much more "excitement" I can handle in one week!
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